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 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
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