Thursday, 25 January 2018
Men of Harlech (modern English text)
Men of Harlech stop your dreaming,
Can't you see their spear points gleaming?
See their warrior pennants streaming,
To this battlefield.
Men of Harlech stand ye steady,
It cannot be ever said ye,
For the battle were not ready,
Welshmen never yield!
From the hills rebounding,
Let this song be sounding,
Summon all at Cambria's call,
The mighty force surrounding.
Men of Harlech on to glory,
This will ever be your story,
Keep these burning words before ye,
Welshmen will not yield!