John Owen-Jones - Myfanwy | Текст песни

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[ Myfanwy (a woman's name derived from annwyl, 'beloved') is a popular Welsh song, composed by Joseph Parry and first published in 1875. Parry wrote the music to lyrics written by Richard Davies ('Mynyddog'; 1833--77). ]

Paham mae dicter, O Myfanwy,
Why is it anger, O Myfanwy,

Yn llenwi'th lygaid duon di?
That fills your eyes so dark and clear?

A'th ruddiau tirion, O Myfanwy,
Your gentle cheeks, O sweet Myfanwy,

Heb wrido wrth fy ngweled i?
Why blush they not when I draw near?

Pa le mae'r wên oedd ar dy wefus
Where is the smile that once most tender

Fu'n cynnau 'nghariad ffyddlon ffôl?
Kindled my love so fond, so true?

Pa le mae sain dy eiriau melys,
Where is the sound of your sweet words,

Fu'n denu'n nghalon ar dy ôl?
That drew my heart to follow you?

Pa beth a wneuthum, O Myfanwy
What have I done, O my Myfanwy,

I haeddu gwg dy ddwyrudd hardd?
To earn your frown? What is my blame?

Ai chwarae oeddit, O Myfanwy
Was it just play, my sweet Myfanwy,

 thanau euraidd serch dy fardd?
To set your poet's love aflame?

Wyt eiddo im drwy gywir amod
You truly once to me were promised,

Ai gormod cadw'th air i mi?
Is it too much to keep your part?

Ni cheisiaf fyth mo'th law, Myfanwy,
I wish no more your hand, Myfanwy,

Heb gael dy galon gyda hi.
If I no longer have your heart.

Myfanwy boed yr holl o'th fywyd
Myfanwy, may you spend your lifetime

Dan heulwen ddisglair canol dydd.
Beneath the midday sunshine's glow,

A boed i rosyn gwridog iechyd
And on your cheeks O may the roses

I ddawnsio ganmlwydd ar dy rudd.
Dance for a hundred years or so.

Anghofia'r oll o'th addewidion
Forget now all the words of promise

A wnest i rywun, 'ngeneth ddel,
You made to one who loved you well,

A dyro'th law, Myfanwy dirion
Give me your hand, my sweet Myfanwy,

I ddim ond dweud y gair \"Ffarwél\".
But one last time, to say \"farewell\".