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Canu'r marw o'i serch) Deuliw blodau meinion aeliau, Mwyn ei champau wrth gydchwarau, Ow ow, tlysau, ow ow, tlysau! Tlysau oedd rhaid im dyn gannaid Pentre nis caid wrth droi'r defaid, Ow ow, f'enaid, ow ow, f'enaid! F'enaid yw'r ferch ar gwr llannerch Sy'n llenwi o serch ac yn annerch, Ow ow, annerch, ow ow, annerch! Annerch Wenddydd gan ei phrydydd Galon gywir, ar dôn newydd, Ow ow, trennydd, ow ow, trennydd! Trennydd yr af ac 'r wyf yn glaf, Ac onis caf, marw a fyddaf, Ow ow, canaf, ow ow, canaf! Canaf ddychan i'm bun eirian, Mwyn yw'i chwynfan, wrth ymddiddan, Ow, ow, poeni, ow, ow, poeni! Poeni beunydd am deg ei grudd, A gruddlasu wrth ei charu, Ow, ow, caru, ow, ow, caru! Caru meinwen wyneb lawen A wnaeth imi a welwch chwi, A thyli, lili Fabli.
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The Song of One Dying of his Affection) Two-coloured flowers of fine eyebrows, Gentle their exploits by playing together, Oh, oh jewels, oh, oh jewels! Jewels which forced me to be a bright man A village never had by turning the flock, Oh, oh my soul, oh, oh my soul! My soul is the girl at the corner of a grove Who is filling me with affection and eagerness, Oh, oh eagerness, oh, oh eagerness! Eagerness of Venus by its poet A ture heart, on a new wave, Oh, oh the third day, oh, oh the third day! On the third day I go and I am lame, And unless I get, die I shall, Oh, oh I sing, oh, oh I sing! I sing praises to my dear beauty, Gentle is her complaint, while conversing, Oh, oh tormenting, oh, oh tormenting! Tormenting daily that fair her cheek, And becoming pale-cheeked by being loved, Oh, oh loving, oh, oh loving! Loving the beautiful girl with a joyful face Which made me what ye see, Thou lily, beautiful lily. tr. 2016 Richard B Gillion |
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