Pan oeddwn ar foreddydd
Yn rhodio mas o'm cyfydd
Cyfarfod neuthum a dau farch
Yn ymgom ar y mynydd
Dywedai y cel gwannaf
Nawr wrth y ceffyl cryfaf
Fe fum i undydd yn fy mharch
Yn gystal march a thithe
Pan es yn hen glunhercyn
Ces gario yd i'r felin
A beth ddigwyddod i fy rhan
Ond gogred gwan o eisin
Tynasant fy mhedole
Gyrasant fi'r mynydde
A thra bo anal yn fy ffroen
Ni ddeuaf byth shag adre
When I was at dawn
Wandering out of my home
I met two stallions
Conversing on the mountain
The weaker horse said
Now to the stronger horse
I was one day when I was revered
As equal a stallion as you
When I went lame
I was allowed to carry corn to the mill
And what happened to my part
But a weak sieveful of husk
They pulled off my horseshoes
Drove me to the mountains
And while there is breath in my nostrils
I'll never go home
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