Create lyrics explanation
Select some words and click "Explain" button. Then type your
knowledge, add image or YouTube video till "Good-o-meter" shows
"Cool" or "Awesome!". Publish your explanation with "Explain"
button. Get karma points!
Aled Jones – Tylluanod (Owls) lyrics
Pan fyddai'are nos yn olau,
A llwch y ffordd yn wyn,
A'are bont yn wag sy'n croesi'are dur
Difwstwr ym Mhen Llyn,
Y tylluanod yn eu tro
Glywid o Lwyncoed Cwm y Glo.
Pan siglai'are hwyaid gwylltion
Wrth angor dan y lloer,
A Llyn y Ffridd ar Ffridd y Llyn
Trostynt yn chwipio'n oer,
Lleisio'n ddidostur wnaent I ru
Y gwynt o Goed y Mynydd Du.
Pan lithrai gloywddwr Glaslyn
I'are gwyll, fel cledd i'are wain,
Pan gochai pell ffenestri'are plas
Rhwng briglas lwyni'are brain,
Pan gaeai syrthni safnau'are cun,
Nosai Ynysfor yn eu sun.
A phan dywylla'are cread
Wedi'i wallgofddydd maith,
A dyfod gosteg ddiystwr
Pob gweithiwr a phob gwaith,
Ni bydd eu Lladin,
Ar fy llw, Na llon na lleddf
Tw-whit, Tw-hw!
Owls
When the night was clear
And the dust on the road was white,
The bridge empty across the silent
Waters of Pen Llyn
The owls were heard in turn
From Llwyncoed, Cwm-y-glo.
As the wild ducks swayed,
Anchored in the moonlight,
And the lake on Ffridd y Llyn
Whipped so cold,
They called without remorse
To the roar of the wind from Mynydd Du woods.
As the clear water of Glaslyn slid
Into the dusk, as a sword in it sheath
And the distant windows of the mansion reddened
Amidst the green branches of the rooks
When fatigue silenced the dogs,
Night fell on Ynysfor to their sound.
And when the creation will darken
After its long mad day
And the ultimate silence befalls
Every worker and every job,
Their Latin tones will I warrant you
Be neither happy nor sad 'Too whit Too hoo'!
A llwch y ffordd yn wyn,
A'are bont yn wag sy'n croesi'are dur
Difwstwr ym Mhen Llyn,
Y tylluanod yn eu tro
Glywid o Lwyncoed Cwm y Glo.
Pan siglai'are hwyaid gwylltion
Wrth angor dan y lloer,
A Llyn y Ffridd ar Ffridd y Llyn
Trostynt yn chwipio'n oer,
Lleisio'n ddidostur wnaent I ru
Y gwynt o Goed y Mynydd Du.
Pan lithrai gloywddwr Glaslyn
I'are gwyll, fel cledd i'are wain,
Pan gochai pell ffenestri'are plas
Rhwng briglas lwyni'are brain,
Pan gaeai syrthni safnau'are cun,
Nosai Ynysfor yn eu sun.
A phan dywylla'are cread
Wedi'i wallgofddydd maith,
A dyfod gosteg ddiystwr
Pob gweithiwr a phob gwaith,
Ni bydd eu Lladin,
Ar fy llw, Na llon na lleddf
Tw-whit, Tw-hw!
Owls
When the night was clear
And the dust on the road was white,
The bridge empty across the silent
Waters of Pen Llyn
The owls were heard in turn
From Llwyncoed, Cwm-y-glo.
As the wild ducks swayed,
Anchored in the moonlight,
And the lake on Ffridd y Llyn
Whipped so cold,
They called without remorse
To the roar of the wind from Mynydd Du woods.
As the clear water of Glaslyn slid
Into the dusk, as a sword in it sheath
And the distant windows of the mansion reddened
Amidst the green branches of the rooks
When fatigue silenced the dogs,
Night fell on Ynysfor to their sound.
And when the creation will darken
After its long mad day
And the ultimate silence befalls
Every worker and every job,
Their Latin tones will I warrant you
Be neither happy nor sad 'Too whit Too hoo'!
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/a/aled_jones/tylluanod_owls.html