A light of day
A light seen any other way, is not as bright
At the end of a tunnel it is seen
The fire in my heart with a very dim gleam
But it's there
With my racket in hand
And team in toe
We step onto the field, and hear the crowd roar
Seigaku! Seigaku!
We hear the crowd shout
We came to win
Without a doubt
Through disappointmentpain and all
Seigaku never ever falls
A brace on my ankle, and a brace on my knee.
I swore we'd march to victory
I lean on the shoulder of the Golden Pair
We're all put together, without a stray hair
We may all be misfits, as you can see
But when we play tennis we all feel free
Tennis etched in our hearts, since the day we were born
We may be disliked, because of our sport
But we are one person, when one steps on the court
All for one, and one for all
The Seigaku spirit flows through us all
During every match, our team hits the ball
The racket swing, the running pace
Together we always win the race
Taking the punches, and moving on
Arguing, fighting, the occasional brawl
We all stand together during the haul
Helping each other when we fall
Cheering for each other, all the way
If we do, we taste victory that day
A celebration is at hand
For victory, honor
But mostly for friends