Three Welsh Bird Songs: Tylluanod (Owls)
- Charlotte Church (1998)You are listening to the song Three Welsh Bird Songs: Tylluanod (Owls) by Charlotte Church, in album Voice Of An Angel. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Pan fyddair'r nos yn alau,
A llwch y ffordd yn wyn,
A'r bont yn wag sy'n croesi'r dwr
Difwstwr ym Mhen LlynO'er
Y tylluanod yn eu tro
Glywid o lwyncoed Cwm y Glo.
Pan siglai'r hwyaid gwyltion
Wrth angor dan y lloer
A Llyn y Ffridd ar Ffridd y Llyn
Trostynt yn chwipio'n oer,
Lleisio'n ddidostur wnaent I ru
Y gwynt o Goed y Mynydd Du.
Pan lithrai gloyw ddwr Glaslyn
I'r gwyll, fel cledd I'r wain,
Pan gochai pell ffenestri'r plas
Rhwng briglas lwyn'r brain
Pan gaeai syrthni safnau'r cwn
Nosai Ynys for yn eu swn.
A phan dywlla'r cread
Wedi'I wallgofddydd maith
A dyfod gosteg diystwr
Pob gweithiwr a phob gwaith
Ni bydd eu Lladin ar fy llw
Na llon na lleddf "Tw-whit, Tw-hw"
Owls.
When night was lit by moon glow
And dusty roads lay white
The empty bridge bestode the stream
O'er water's gleam so bright
The owls were heard each one in turn
From Cwm y Glo across the burn.
When wild ducks swayed at anchor
Beneath the moonbeams bold
When morning wind it's woe did sing
Whipping the waveletts cold
Pitiless was their hooting then
From Myndd Du across the glen.
When gleaming Glaslyn glided
Through dusk, like sword to sheath
When distand mansions' windows glowed
Through shadowed woodlands wreath
When sullen silence stunned the hounds
Ynysfor's night fell to thier sounds.
And when the worlds shall darken
Ended their frantic day
And when the stealthy stillness minds
All mankind's works and play
Still shall their latin sound true
Nor glad nor sad, "Tu whit, tu woo!"
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