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Born to greater things we are,
A thousand hearts of dreaming youth,
Ornellas sons a’journeying far
To the realms of beauty, love and truth.
Chorus : Each a bud a-thirst for bloom,
Spurning the encircling gloom,
Crying forth he knows no doom,
“Ad majora natus sum”
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At the bright and blessed gate,
Where the stainless halo glows,
O’er the Maid Immaculate,
Our blue and golden banner blows.
Repeat the Chorus: Each a bud….
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From the stories kings of old,
From the valiant and the true,
Learn we to be wise and bold,
Cleanly feel and strongly do,
Repeat the Chorus: Each a bud
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Seek we lily’s holy worth,
Seek we faith’s unvalued leaven,
Eager to transform the earth,
By the splendid dream of heaven,
Repeat the Chorus: Each a bud….
Composed by: Prof. Armando Menezes
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