Blodau'r Grug (Flowers of the Heath)

The violet and the primrose too

Beneath a sheltering thorny bough

In bright and lively colours blow

And cast sweet fragrance round.

Where beds of thyme in clusters lay

The heath rose opens its eyes in May

And cowslips, too, their sweets display

Upon the heathy ground.

Here shepherds meet at close of day

To chant their merry roundelay

And chase unhappy thought away

No discord here is found.

Harmonious notes make mountains ring

When minstrels strike the trembling string

And merry shepherds dance and sing

Upon the heathy ground.