Gwir Ríu E Dóth Ríu


Am C
Esi mi gwir ríu
G Am
e dóth ríu
Am C G
bítha mi en vrói imí
Am C
éthu genthu mó chwen
G
insin pen-a-ben
C G Am
en in brói Galáthach iní
C G Am
en in brói Galáthach iní
C G Am
en in brói Galáthach iní


cerdha mi in dír
tré haman shír
cnúsa mi aghráné in céth
sonítha mi in moch
in esc en in loch
can mó háther, mó shwíor cóéth

spáthlé in cathúé
pap gwep in nathúé
mengháva mi spathláman in brói
anúé in shíré
in prené in vríé
gníon ol in bithu mói

mi-esi geneth dech
can grídh ganech
amos carníthu ni nó déi
esi genthu rien
riem ach mó ven
nó wap már, nó dhúithir wéi

no dóth ni-esi déié
soldhúra sí nó déié
esi Tóthath már gwir'pen ichís
can Wathron, Mapon, Taran
tiern Táru Tri Garan
anlaénas hol bel tarís

bédha ni a húri
canech a sholdhúri
pethé suprith áva ni caní
sála ach isaran
tré havóné aram
can dóthé al gwenétha ni

tré vríé in dhechi
esi tóth en dechi
ácha sí só nhan'velis gwer nhes
gwéla sí nó vith
no ganech có shuprith
ach gaválé nó wná gonthes

dauna sí nó díré
gwána sí no chwíré
cimra sí selúé ol canís
drúcha sí nó ghnáthé
dicharna sí nó rháthé
nó rháimáné goch can gró echís

bú mi gwir ríu
e dóth ríu
marwíthu mó dóth en vrói iní
bú orghéthu mó chwen
mó ghnáthé ach mó ven
en in brói o bú brói imí



A Free Man From A Free People

I am a free man
of a free people
I live in my country
my family have been born
here from end to end
in our Gaulish country

I work the land
for a long time
I gather the fruits of the forest
I hunt the pig
the fish in the lake
with my father and my sister too

the stories of battles
every word of the poems
I learn the history of the country
the names of the stars
the trees and the hills
all the knowledge of the great world

I have a beautiful girl
with a golden heart
together we have built our house
there is born to us
to me and my woman
our big son, our little daughter

our people have gods
they guard our houses
Big Tóthath is their chief
with Mathron, Mapon, Taran
lord Táru Tri Garan
unhappiness far away through them

we dig to find
gold to guard
beautiful things we make with it
salt and iron
over calm rivers
with other people we trade

across the mountains of the south
people are leaving
they bring their power-hunger closer
they want our life
our gold so beautiful
and the spread legs of our warm women

they burn our lands
they kill our men
they take all property with them
they rape our children
destroy our walls
our throats red with the blood from them

I was a free man
from a free people
my people have died in our land
my family was murdered
my children and my woman
in the country that was my country