Hazel Whyte
The Gentle Dove
Celtic Songs and Traditional Ballads
Modern
and
Traditional
Folk Music
Y Deryn Pur

1. Y deryn pur â'r adain las,
Bydd i mi'n was dibrydar.
O! brysur brysia at y ferch,
Lle rhois i'm serch yn gynnar.
Dos di ati, dywed wrthi
Mod i'n wylo'r dwr yn heli,
Mod i'n irad am ei gwelad,
Ac o'i chariad yn ffaelu â cherddad, O!
Duw faddeuo'r hardd ei llun
Am boeni dyn mor galad!

2. Pan o'wn yn hoenus iawn fy hwyl,
Ddiwrnod gwyl yn gwylio,
Canfyddwn fenyw lana' rioed,
Ar ysgafn droed yn rhodio.
Pan y'i gwelais syth mi sefais,
Yn fy nghalon mi feddyliais,
Wele ddynes lana'r deyrnas,
A'i gwên yn harddu'r oll o'i chwmpas;
Ni fynnwn gredu un dyn byw
Nad oedd hi ryw angyles!


The Gentle Dove

1. Oh gentle dove, with pinion blue,
Fly swiftly to the maiden
Whom long I've lov'd with passion true.
A message bear love laden.
Go to her and say I'm weeping,
One hope in my bosom keeping;
'Tis to meet her fondly greet her;
Yet if her love I fail to waken,
May Heaven forgive her all the pain
She gives this heart forsaken

2.  With heart so gay on happy day
I walked with step so sprightly,
The fairest maid I ever saw
Came tripping there so lightly.
On her beauty so amazing,
All transfixed I stood there gazing,
'Mong the fairest she seemed rarest,
Her smile did shed around fresh beauty;
She shone an angel to my view,
To love her was but duty!
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