Mae'n hnw'n dweud bo' ni ar yr ymlon
They say we're peripheral people
Yn weiston bach ffyddlon, yn arw ac estron
Spineless and feeble, roughneck and evil
Ac mae hi'n llugoer yn llygad y ffynnon
And it's so cool in the eye of the fountain
Ond ar yr ymylon mae'r danadl poethion
But the periphery sustains the hottest nettle

Ymaelodi â'r ymylon
Banished to the periphery
Ymaelodi â'r ymylon
Banished to the periphery
Ymaelodi â'r ymylon
Banished to the periphery
Cosb pob un sydd yn anffyddlon
The price to pay for all who stray

Mae'na sôn am y cythraul canu
And there's talk of the demon in music
Sy'n arwahanu yn hollti a rhannu
That divides and rules us in musical envy
Ac mae mae hi'n unig ar yr ymylon
And it's so lonely on the periphery
Yn edrych o hirbell ar rywbeth sydd nepell
As if looking from afar at something that's near

Ymaelodi â'r ymylon
Banished to the periphery
Ymaelodi â'r ymylon
Banished to the periphery
Ymaelodi â'r ymylon
Banished to the periphery
Cosb pob un sydd yn anffyddlon
The price to pay for all that stray
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Quote (Gruff on mwng.co.uk):
"There's an old idiom in Welsh 'y cythraul canu' which is about the demon in music, which creates friction between people. It's partly about our experiences of doing taboo moves like singing in English. It's about being banished from a musical scene but it could also be about being banished from a group of friends. Musically it's a celebration of our love of The Beach Boys and Love and Morricone. It's the first time we've used the harmonium, and if there's a song that sums up the album in terms of mood in under three minutes perhaps it this one."
Where:
Stiwdio Ofn
When:
2000
Source:
Track 2 (Mwng): 2 minutes, 58 seconds
Status:
Complete!