In the cold and frosty North,
There are ancient schools we hear,
Famous sons have sailed forth,
Borne their honour far and near.
Some have fought and conquered 'dragons',
others nature's secrets won.
Here within out sunkist province
Deeds are waiting to be done.
Di high school yang terletak di bukit
where Mertajam lies her plain.
Rears her head the boys are ready,
to face danger, conquer pain.
What though from our backs in gallons
Sweat is poring all the day.
Shall we in the shady Tuck-Shop,
Drinking syrup seek to stay?
Change your shirt, the ball is thudding;
Teams upon the fields are lining.
Bring the gloves or get a Scout pole,
Ere the sun has ceased his shining.
| In the land that is north,
There's an old great school we hear,
Famous sons and daughters have sailed forth,
borne their honour far and near.
Some have fought and conquered 'dragons',
others nature's secrets won.
Here within out sunkist province
Deeds are waiting to be done.
At the high school by the Bukit
where Mertajam lies her plain.
Rears her head the boys are ready,
to face danger, conquer pain.
To the future we'll preserve.
with these proud words as our guide
Aut Coepisse Noli Aut Confice
We'll take everything in stride,
Everyday you'll see us toil,
without grouse without whine.
And everybody you'll see us stand tall,
till the sun has ceased to shine.
Everyday, you'll see us stand tall,
till the sun has ceased to shine |
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