Shall ye go to church today, Arwyn
And pay the Lord a call
Tell him of your troubled mind
That he may catch your fall
Walk fy ffrind thru valley's charm
And take a minute's token
The quietude of mind and man
The hardest heart is woken
Let us go a river strollin
And dance amongst the green
Dost thou know the tŷ there, in the high hills, Mairwen
'Tis the best I've ever seen
One day we shall be dyn a gwraig
And we may have a baban
We'll live our lives out here, fy annwyl
Go forth the wild red dragon!
© 2023. Mrs WH
