Y Ddraig Goch -The Red Dragon
Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!
I met a Bard of ancient time
who sang to me in mystic rhyme
as we climbed the mountain road.
He told me tales from long ago
of hidden dragons far below
he bestowed in soulful ode.
Now I had heard the dragon tale
and said to him, let truth prevail
without ale tell me the lore.
With no drink to exaggerate
I want the legends of our fate
tell it straight I did implore.
Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!
He sang of the hidden secret
Three mysteries that have been kept
ne'er forget this land is blessed.
While Bran remains in the White Hill
of London, foes or evil will
their blood spilled, shall not progress.
The bones that lie beside the sea,
Blessed Gwerthefyr, shall keep us free
liberty, for all of time.
And the dragons one red, one white,
buried in Eryri one night
by Ludd's might and magic rhyme.
Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!
The dragons' war raged underground
Red against white, without a sound
'til unbound, from Earth they flew.
White against red, their battle fought,
supreme power, the prize they sought
as death brought red's triumph through.
The Welsh Dragon, so wise and red,
fair means and true your blessings said
fortune spread though all of Wales.
For those of foul heart and intent
a dragon's curse of detriment
that shall vent their lands with gales.
Cherish her land, lovely boy!
Never let them come destroy!
Show the Welsh pride, lovely boy!
Sing aloud your heart and joy!
Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2010
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