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Debatable Lands

Debatable Lands

Click on iconSound Clip to hear track
Click on the title to see song lyrics with English translations

Cliciwch ar yr eiconSound Clip er mwyn clywed trac
Cliciwch ar y teitl i weld y geiriau

Tracks:

  1. Jigiau naid: Cwrw da/Difyrrwch Gwyr Pendre
  2. Hiraeth Am Feirion (Longing For Meirionethshire)
  3. BlackwatersideSound Clip
  4. Y Bachgen Main (The Slender Lad)
  5. When I was in my prime
  6. Macedonian Tune
  7. The Cuckoo
  8. Catraeth
  9. A la cour du palais (At the Palace court)
  10. The wild wild sea
  11. En partant de la Rochelle (Leaving La Rochelle)
  12. Jigiau naid: Cadw Twmpath/Jig Owen
  13. Daeth neb yn ôl
  14. Billahi

Publisher: Barcud Coch Red Kite

The Cuckoo

The cuckoo is a pretty bird she sings as she flies
She brings us good tidings, tells us no lies
She sucks the little birds' eggs to keep her voice clear
And when she sings 'cuckoo' the summer draws near.
As I was a-walking by the side of a bush
I heard two birds whistling, the blackbird and the thrush
I asked them politely why merry they be
And the answer they gave me: 'We are single and we are free!'
A-walking, a-talking, a-walking was I
To meet my true lover, he'll come by and by
To meet him in the meadow is all my delight
A-walking and talking from morning 'til night.
Oh meeting's a pleasure but parting is a grief
And an inconstant lover is worse than a thief
A thief he will rob me and take all I have
But an inconstant lover sends me to the grave
And the grave it will rob me and bring me to dust
An inconstant lover no woman can trust
He'll court you and kiss you and vow he'll be true
And the very next moment he'll bid you 'adieu'.
The cuckoo's a pretty bird, she sings as she flies
She brings us good tidings, tells us no lies
And when her time has come, her voice sweetens here
And where she goes, we do not know until another year.


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ffynnon.org - Tue 20 Feb 2018 05:37:11