Dy alwad glywir hanner dydd
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Fel ffliwt hyfrydlais uwch y rhos
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Fel chwiban bugail a fo gudd
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Dy alwad glywir hanner nos
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Nes clywir, pan ddwys a dy swn
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Cyfarth dy anweledig gwn
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Dy braidd yw'r moel gymylau maith
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A'th barod gwn yw'r pedwar gwynt
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Gorlanna'th ddiadelloedd llaith
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I'w gwasgar eilwaith ar eu hynt
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Yn yrr ddioffwys, laes ddifref
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Hyd lynfnion hafodlasau'r nef
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Your call is heard at high noon-day
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A wistfull flute across the mere
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As herdsman's whistle far away
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Your call is heard at midnight clear
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Then hear we, as you swell your keen
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Barking afar, your hounds unseen
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Your flocks the massive clouds of grey
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And all four winds, your eager hounds
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Awhile do pen them are they stray
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And scattler once more out of bounds
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A mute and restless drove on high
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Amid the shieling of the sky
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Y Gylfinir(The Curlew)
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| Charlotte Church |
