Saturday, July 23, 2016


My lovely Wales
I took the Bristol Bridge
And entered a paradise
Land of elfs, fairies and fauns

Smooth are the endless hills
And silence shares space
With the calm wind
Have you been to the Megan Fair

It's the land called Cymru
Where the Hobbit sage was born
Do you believe
It was part of the Atlantic Kingdom

Wales, I hear the panflute call
From a god we have forgotten about
We have been told it is the devil
No more friendly being than him

So, come to a land
That is off crossroads
But your roads I have walked

Wales, I still remember you
I always will
Where life is good
And wind is still

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