the school by the bukit

a high school bukit mertajam song

In the land that is the 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 our 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 persevere, With there proud words as our guide,

Aut coepisse noli aut confice, We'll take everything in stride.

Everyday you'll see us toil, Without grouses without whine,

And everyday, you'll see us stand tall. Till the sun has ceased to shine.

Yes everyday, you'll see us stand tall, Till the sun has ceased to shine. . . .