Ceredwen - Y Bryn Gwyn (The White Hill) | Текст песни

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Saith ddaeth o'r Iweddon, siomedigaeth yn ei gwaed
Y genhadaeth drosodd, i achub ei chwaer
Mynd yn ol at yr ynys efo pen Bran yn ei llaw
Y gost yn uchel ar ol aberthu ei cawr

Yng nghwmni ei Brenin, yr amser aeth ymlaen
Llawer o wledda, ysbryd Bran yn dal i'w arwain
Edrych at Cernyw a wnaeth dorri yr hud
Aethant i Lundain i gladdu pen ei arweinydd

Bendigeidfran, y Brenin Mawr
Bendigeidfran, yn cadw'r gelyn draw
Bendigeidfran, y Brenin dewr
Rhodd ei ben, rhodd ei ben i'w wlad

Wedi dod i Lundain aethant at y Bryn Gwyn
Fel y ddymunodd ei arweinydd a'i brenin
Claddwyd pen Bendigeidfran yn edrych draw at Ffrainc
Er mwyn amddiffyn ei wlad wrth unrhyw feddiant

Translation:

Seven came from Ireland, disappoinment in their blood
The mission over, his sister saved
Going back to the island with Bran's head in their hands
Was a costly sacrifice

Thus wnet by in the company of their King
The spirit of Bran leading the feasting
Looking towards Cornwall they broke the spell
Then travelled to London to bury the head

Bendigeidfran, the great King
Bendigeidran, wardinf off the enemy
Bendigeidfran, the brave King
He gave his head to save the land

Coming to London to the White Hill
At the request of their King and leader
They buried Bran's head looking toward France
To save the land from invasion

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