*I'm sure you've found the lyrics by now, but here they are for whorever else might want them. * Mae siŵr bod chi 'di canfod y geiriau erbyn hyn, ond dyma nhw i bwy bynnag arall sydd isio nhw. Titrwm, tatrwm, Gwen lliw'r wyn, Lliw'r meillion mwy rwy'n curo, Mae'r gwynt yn oer oddi ar y llyn O flodyn y dyffryn deffro. Chwyth y tân, mi gynnith toc, Mae hi'n ddrycinog heno. Os ymhell o'm gwlad yr af Pa beth a wnaf a'm geneth? Pa run a'i mynd a hi efo mi Ai gadael hi mewn hiraeth? Hed fy nghalon o bob man I fryniau a phantiau Pentraeth. Weithiau'n Llundain, weithiau yng Nghaer Yn gweithio'n daer amdani, Weithiau yn gwasgu fy mun mewn cell Ac weithiau ymhell oddi wrthi: Mi gofleidiwn flodau'r rhos Pe bawn i'n agos ati. Pitter, patter, Gwen, the colour of lambs, The colour of clover, I’m knocking, The wind is cold from on the lake Awake, flower of the vale. Bellow the fire to light now It’s stormy tonight. If I go far from my What will I do with my lassie Take her with me, Or leave her in Hiraeth. My heart flies from every place To the hills and valleys of Pentraeth Sometimes in London, sometimes in Chester Working earnestly for her, Sometimes holding my maiden in my room, And sometimes far from her I would be embracing the roses If I were close to her.
