The Ash Grove (Llwyn On) 
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Sarah Brightman



Yn Nyffryn Llwyn Onn draw mi welais hardd feinwen 
A minnau'n hamddena 'rol byw ar y don
Gwyn ewyn y lli oedd ei gwisg, a disgleirwen 
A'r glasfor oedd llygaid Gwen harddaf Llwyn Onn 
A ninnau'n rhodiana drwy'r lonydd i'r banna
Sibrydem i'n gilydd gyfrinach byd serch
A phan ddaeth hi'n adeg ffarwelio a'r wiwdeg 
Roedd tannau fy nghalon yng ngofal y ferch

[Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander 
When twighlight is fading I pensively rove 
Or at the bright moontide in solitude wander 
Amid the dark shades of the lonely Ash Grove 
'Twas there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing 
I first met that dear one the joy of my heart! 
Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing
Ah! then little thought I how soon we should part] 
Cyn dychwel i borthladd wynebwn y tonnau
Ond hyfryd yw'r hafan 'rol dicter y don 
Bydd melys anghofio her greulon y creigiau
Un felly o'wn innau 'rol cyrraedd Llwyn Onn
A thawel mordwyo wnaf mwyach a Gwenno 
Yn llong fach ein bwthyn a hi wrth y llyw 
A hon fydd yr hafan ddiogel a chryno 
I'r morwr a'i Wenno tra byddwn ni byw 

(Still glows the bright sunshine o'er valley and mountain 
Still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree
Still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain 
But what are the beauties of Nature to me? 
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden 
All day I go mourning in search of my love! 
Ye echoes! oh tell me, where is the sweet maiden? 
"She sleeps 'neath the green turf down by the Ash Grove")