Marwnad yr Ehedydd (The Death of the Lark)

Mi glywais fod yr 'hedydd,

Wedi marw ar y mynydd;

Pe gwyddwn i mai gwir y geiriau,

Awn a gyrr o wŷr ac arfau,

I gyrchu corff yr 'hedydd adre.

Mi glywais fod yr hebog

Eto'n fynych uwch y fawnog,

A bod ei galon a'i adenydd

Wrth fynd heibio i gorff yr 'hedydd

Yn curo'n llwfr fel calon llofrudd.

Mi a glywais fod cornchwiglan

Yn ei ddychryn i ffwrdd o'r siglan

Ac na chaiff, er dianc rhagddi,

Wedi rhusio o dan y drysni,

Ond aderyn y bawn i'w boeni.

(I heard that the Lark,

Has died on the mountain;

If I knew these words were true,

I would go with a group of men and arms,

To fetch the Lark's body home.

I heard that the hawk

Still frequent above the peatbog,

Has his heart and his wings aflutter

Ready to go after the body of the Lark

Beating cowardly like a murderer's heart.

I heard that a loud horn

Can frighten him from the bog

And he won't get the body, but run away,

Hidden away beneath the thicket

But such a bird I would bring to suffer pain.)