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Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
O that I were I there myself,
Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
There is the house, and there are her barn;
There is the door opening the Byre
Ffaldi Radl didl still, ffaldi Radl didl good
Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
There are her great oak branching
Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
Look at it that very affectionate
Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
I wait in her shadow
Until I'nghariad To'ngyfarfod
Ffaldi Radl didl still
There is the harp, there are her strings
Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
What I am better, without anyone to play
Tw force non ro force still non Radl didl
There are her feinwen gay detail
What I better not be thinking
Ffladi radi didl still
Its an old welsh lullaby
That means NOT the big fish thing