Let us arm, like young crusaders
Neath the Holy Cross, our Guide
Climbing up steep
Wisdom’s side
When we’re passing by the Grotto
Let us pray for Lanka’s sake
That from slumbers that oppress her
She may to the truth awake


Should our names be write in story
Let our college reap the glory
Sons are we: to each. A brother,
Proud we are to call Her Mother;
And when age fallen o’er us
In Her Praise we’ll join the chorus.

Fleet as fly the skimming swallows
O’er our limped, still lagoon 
Bright as gleams the glowing pathway
Paved by yon slow – sailing moon
We shall, to our mother, hasten
Eager in our mental quest
Keeping white, the soul within us
By our Faith - our sield and crest.

Let our aims be high and noble
Let us to our Symbol cling
Let us strive to do our duty
Robbing labour of its sting.

College Anthem

HCC Anthem - Dahansara 2004
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