Y Blodyn Gwyn
(The White Flower)
Music E.J Hughes words by R.H Jones

DAINTY SNOWDROP WHY SO EARLY? THESE ARE NOT THE FLOWERING DAYS, LISTEN TO THE NORTH WIND HOWLING SEE THE SNOW ON MEADS AND BRAES, LISTEN TO THE NORTH WIND HOWLING DAINTY SNOWDROP, WHY SO EARLY THESE ARE NOT THE FLOWERING DAYS

TENDER SNOWDROP, WHY SO EARLY? I'LL ADVISE THEE TO THY GAIN, LEST THE WINTRY BLAST DESTROYS THEE HURRY BACK TO BED AGAIN. NAY, I LOVE MY EARLY RISING UP BEFORE THE SUN COMES ROUND, AT THE DAWN YOU'LL HEAR ME CALLING, CALLING OTHERS FROM THE GROUND.

FORTH THEY COME, THESE EARLY RISERS LEAPING TO THE GARDEN LAWN. OTHERS SLEEP DESPITE MY CALLING, SLEEP TO MISS THE SILENT DAWN. FORTH THEY COME THESE EARLY RISERS, LEAPING TO THE GARDEN LAWN, OTHERS SLEEP DESPITE MY CALLING, SLEEP TO MISS THE SILENT DAWN.