Y Blotyn Du

Nid oes gennym hawl ar y ser,
  Na'r lleuad hiraethus chwaith,
Na'r cwmwl o aur a ymylch
  Yng nghanol y glesni maith. 
Nid oes gennym hawl ar ddim byd,
  Ond ar yr hen ddaear wyw;
A honno sy'n anhrefn i gyd
  Yng nghanol gogoniant Duw

We have no claim on the stars,
  Nor the longing moon either,
Nor the cloud which washes itself with gold
  Amid the vast blueness.
We have no claim on anything,
  But on the old wizened earth;
And that is all disorder
  Amid God’s glory.