SUO GAN
Hunan blentyn, ar fy mynwes Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon Breichiau mam sy’n dyn amdanat Cariad mam sy dan fy mron Ni chaiff dim amharu’th
Hunan blentyn, ar fy mynwes Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon Breichiau mam sy’n dyn amdanat Cariad mam sy dan fy mron Ni chaiff dim amharu’th
In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams, by the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance
Have you seen the old man in the closed down market, picking up the paper, with his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see
I am here in heaven now Calling you to tell you how From so high above – Those old mountains I love- I’m heaven but
As I went down to Dublin city at the hour of 12 at the night, Who should I see but a Spanish lady washing her
Walking all the day Near tall towers where falcons build their nests Silver wing they fly, They know the call of freedom in their breasts,
There’s a place for us Somewhere a place for us Peace and quiet and open air Wait for us Somewhere There’s a time for us
Sometimes we stumble Sometimes we even fall And we can’t find a friend Can’t comprehend it all And we are lost With nothing to hold
The higher you build your barriers, the taller I become. The further you take my rights away, the faster I will run. You can deny
Silent sunlight welcome in, there is work I must now begin. All my dreams are blown away. And the children wait to play. They’ll soon