We stand on a hill
Between the earth and sky;
Now all is still
Where the Loyola's colors fly;
Our course is run
And the setting sun,
Ends Ateneo's day.
Eyes are dry at the last goodbye
This is the Ateneo way.
Mary for you,
For your white and blue,
We pray you'll keep us, Mary,
Constantly true.
We pray you'll keep us, Mary,
Faithful to you.
Down from the hill,
Down to the world go I,
Rememb'ring still
How the bright blue eagles fly.
Through joys and tears,
Through the laughing years,
We sing our battle song.
Win or lose, it's the school we choose,
This is the place where we belong.
Between the earth and sky;
Now all is still
Where the Loyola's colors fly;
Our course is run
And the setting sun,
Ends Ateneo's day.
Eyes are dry at the last goodbye
This is the Ateneo way.
Mary for you,
For your white and blue,
We pray you'll keep us, Mary,
Constantly true.
We pray you'll keep us, Mary,
Faithful to you.
Down from the hill,
Down to the world go I,
Rememb'ring still
How the bright blue eagles fly.
Through joys and tears,
Through the laughing years,
We sing our battle song.
Win or lose, it's the school we choose,
This is the place where we belong.
