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Traditional

For the Welsh see Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau

  1. The land of my fathers, how fair is thy fame,
    Entwin' d are proud mem'ries about thy dear name,
    The lays of thy minstrels, thy warriors renown,
    Give honour and grace to thy crown.
    Wales, Wales, sweet are thy hills and thy vales,
    Thy speech, thy song, to thee belong,
    0 may they live for ever in Wales.
  2. The Lords of great Snowdon in brave days of yore,
    For thee fought for freedom by Mona's green shore,
    Their courage undaunted inspires all our lays,
    Our harps e'er resound to their praise.
    Wales, Wales, sweet are thy hills and thy vales,
    Thy speech, thy song, to thee belong,
    0 may they live for ever in Wales.
  3. No more on thy ramparts is heard through the night
    The trumpets' loud summons to haste to the fight,
    The contest is over, yet proud my heart thrills
    When I gaze on thy vict'ry crown'd hills.
    Wales, Wales, sweet are thy hills and thy vales,
    Thy speech, thy song, to thee belong,
    0 may they live for ever in Wales.

From the collection Songs From Hazzards Huzzah