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| In the words of Burns, as he wrote from the heart. Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victorie. Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and slaverie. Wha would be a traitor-knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a Slave? Let him turn and flie: Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa', Let him follow me. By Oppression's woes and pains! By your Sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud Usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us Do - or Die!!! Choose your destiny. |













| Dafydd Y Gareg Wen 1. 'Cariwch,' medd Dafydd, 'fy nhelyn i mi, Ceisiaf cyn marw roi tôn arni hi. Codwch fy nwylo i gyrraedd y tant, Duw a'ch bendithio, fy ngweddw a'm plant.' 2. 'Neithiwr mi glywais lais angel fel hyn,, "Dafydd, tyrd adref a chwarae trwy'r glyn," Delyn fy mebyd, ffarwel i dy dant, Duw a'ch bendithio, fy ngweddw a'm plant. David Of The White Harp 1. David the bard for his harp softly cried "Let me in dying have thee by my side Let my weak fingers caress thee once more God bless my loved ones till life's song be o'er 2. Last night an angel called softly to me "David, come home now and play with the free." Harp of my fathers, my song now must cease; God bless my loved ones and grant them his peace." -or- 1."Bring me my harp," was David's sad sigh, "I would play one more tune before I die. Help me, dear wife, put the hands to the strings, I wish my loved ones the blessing God brings." 2. "Last night an angel called with heaven's breath: David, play, and come through the gates of death! Farewell, faithful harp, farewell to your strings, I wish my loved ones the blessing God brings." |