Rhag bod annwyd ar fy mab If my son should find it cold Rhoddwch arno gôb ei dad. Wrap him in his father’s coat Rhag bod annwyd ar liw’r can If the fair one feels the cold Rhoddwch arni bais ei mam. Wrap her in my petticoat. When the levels rise, the plants around the […]
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