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Sain y niwl,

Gaunt y goydwig fwsog,

Gwenithfaen, cen y coed, a'r lleuad,

Un gway f'adenydd I dapestri bywyd

Light shines bright beyond all the cities of gold

On a road of birdsong and chocolate shops

Of buskers, jugglers, innkeeper`s welcoming call

The sound of mist, smell of moss-grown woods

Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns

Flying higher, higher, higher

Into the wild

Weaving my world into tapestry of life

Its fire golden

In my Walden

I will taste the manna in every tree

Liquid honey and wine from the distant hills

An early morning greenwood concerto

Greets my Walden with its eternal voice

I do not wish to evade the world

Yet I will forever build my own

Forever build my own

Forever my home