Gwelais hi ymhlith y blodau
Ar doriad dydd.
Gwlith y rhos oedd ar ei gruddiau
Ar doriad dydd.
Gwenai'n llawen fel y wawrddydd
A chystadlai a^'r ehedydd
Yn caroli mewn llawenydd
Ar doriad dydd.

I saw her among the flowers
At break of day.
The dew of the moor on her cheeks
At break of day.
She smiled as cheerful as the dawn
And competed with the lark
Carolling in joy
At the break of day.

Happy St Dwynwen's Day.

siân

p.s. It's OK - the above turns Celtic in the second and third verses. She catches TB and dies.