Y Deryn PurBydd 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!
Pan o'wn yn hoenus iawn fy hwyl |
The Gentle DoveFly quickly to my lady And take to her a message true While in her garden shady Go to her and say I love her And am trying to discover How to meet her, fondly greet her But if my love should fail to please her May God forgive her beautiful face I know that I must leave her.
With heart so gay one happy day |