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Through the snow

Trudging on

The men of Din Eidyn leave their home

Hen ogledd

Warriors

On to Catraeth to be slewn

Gleaming shields

Long maned steeds

Five companies fell before his blades

Glittering mail

Spears held high

Red their swords let the blades remain

Ough

Fell from grace

Mynyddog

Cleaved in twain by Oswy's hand

Flow the rivers of blood

Five companies gone

Forever lost to the ancient world

Fight their ground

Bravely so

The heroes were remembered on

Cynon lived

Telling his tale

The castle of maidens and his trials

Through valleys

'cross broad plains

Search for a foe of worthy blade

Through forests

Upon the hill

The silver bowl and the black knight killed