(J.P. Sousa)

From Isarog through Bicol land

to lofty Mayon peak, Our flag is

carried flying high in victory or

defeat. And never have we furled it

yet in spite of foemen's might.

We'll cheer our men unto the end

we'll cheer them as they fight.

Here's Ateneo's marching song.

We sing of victory.

 Through childhood

days and youthful years, high shall

our purpose be. Regnum Dei is our

cry, our fame and glory too, we'll

fight and win or fight and die.

Ateneo for God and You.