Ann a Jane

Cwyno, cwyno, yn ddidaw,
Wylo, wylo, fel y gwlaw,
Croes ei thymher ymhob man,
  Dyna Ann.

Eneth, eaeth, beth sy'n bod?
Dyna Robin wrth dy droed;
Canu mae y bychan gwan,
  Glyw di, Ann?

Canu, prancio, fel yr hydd,
Llawen, dedwydd fel y dydd,
Byth a hefyd ar ei gwên,
  Dyna Jane.

Pa un gerwch chwi o'r ddwy,
Jane dan wên, neu Ann dan glwy'?
Dwêd yr ieuanc, dwêd yr hen,
  Dedwydd Jane.

Complaining, complaining, unceasingly,
Weeping, weeping, like the rain,
Cross her temper everywhere,
  That is Ann.

Girl, girl, what is wrong?
There is Robin at thy feet;
Singing is the little weak one,
  Dost thou hear, Ann?

Singing, prancing, like the deer,
Joyful, happy like the day,
Ever and always smiling,
  That is Jane.

Which one do you love of the two,
Jane smiling, or Ann wounded?
The young will say, the old will say,
  Happy Jane.