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Tis ages since, with eyes tear-blurred, Caerleon's monk stood still and heard ;
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong ! Yet, over Deva dimly tolled, Caerleon's bells to Arfon rolled Waken memories manifold. On the breeze aloud they cry, On the breeze, bewailing, die, Voiceful of eternity.
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong \ Now they lament not for captive kings, For over white Wales on her eagle wings Up to heaven our young Freedom springs ! |
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Mac llawer tro arfyd er hyn Er pan glywai'r mynach syn,
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong, Ar lannaiCr Ddyfrdwy ar bob pryd, O ddydd i ddydd hyd ddiwedd byd,
Y mae'r clychaxCn fyw o hyd, Hyd y muriau megis cynt,
Yn cydgwynfan gyda'r gwynt, Yn cin clyw su oesol yiv ;
Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong. 'Does neb am/renin hcddyw'n brudd, Ond fcl yr hedydd doviad dydd,
Y mac holl Gymru wen yn rhydd. |
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