Where Hirose rippling flows
And the purple hagi grows,
There's a place that's all the world to me, to me
There my Alma Mater stands
And with open outstretched hands
A giving of her light to all men freely.
Oh the Gakuin so fair,
Not another can compare.
She's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
So let's sing this merry lay,
And to her our homage pay,
And cheer her till the echoes round us roll.
From the east and from the west
With their faces full of zest,
Come the eager youth of all the land. the land
Yes, they come to learn the way
How to work and how to play
And how for freedom and for right to stand.
Then wherever we may be
On the land or on the sea,
Ne'er shall we forget her glorious name, her name.
And to her we'll loyal be
While in fondest memory
We'll cherish and enhance her lasting fame.