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Our alma mater

“Miyako no Seihoku”

Our Alma mater, "Miyako no Seihoku", was composed for Waseda's 25th Anniversary. Initially, we invited proposals from the student body. However, in the absence of an outstanding entry among the 23 received, Shoyo Tsubouchi and Hogetu Shimamura, who were in charge of examinations, asked Gyofu Soma to write the lyrics. Gyofu managed to pen the masterpiece "Miyako no Seihoku" after more than ten days’ intense effort. The music was composed by lecturer Tetteki Togi.
"Miyako no Seihoku" became widely known, and was eventually classifieed as one of the three greatest school songs. together with Dai-ichi High School's dormitory song ("Ah Gyokuhai ni Hana Ukete") and Hokkaido University's dormitory song ("Miyako zo Yayoi") composed in the Taisho period.

1 Northwest of City great and fair,
In the wood of Waseda,
Rise proudly high up in the air
Our old college dome and tower.
Our high-aspiring, cherished plan,
Fond ambitions, know ye not?
The torch of Progress in the van,
Glaring fire of freest thought;
The infinite Eternal Aim,
Careful, too, of present need.
How brightly onward, at its name,
See our steady ranks proceed!
Waseda, Waseda, Waseda, Waseda,
Waseda, Waseda, Waseda
2 From east and west, from age to age,
All tides of civilization
In one huge whirlpool ever surge
Round this great island Nation.
Whose lofty mission are we not
Carrying on our shoulders strong,
Through hardships of the vast untrod,
Endless as we march along?
Yet soon our hoped Eternal Goal
May its gleaming shadow cast
And with its all-embracing soul
Illumine the World at last!
Waseda, Waseda, Waseda, Waseda,
Waseda, Waseda, Waseda
3 And look on yonder wooded hill
Decked with evergreen, for there
We have our home for heart and will,
School, with kind maternal care!
Her students change from year to year,
Meet and part with youth's delight,
Yet all alike we seek to share
These ideals and their light.
Come, let us sing in all accord,
And with raptures ring the air,
To praise the honored name aloud
of our Alma Mater dear!
Waseda, Waseda, Waseda, Waseda,
Waseda, Waseda, Waseda