Songtext von Pitran, Patran

Pitran, patran Titrwm, tatrwm Dagrau agos, dagrau glaw Near tears, tears of rain Pitran, patran Titrwm, tatrwm Cysgu blantos bore ddaw Hush, little children, morning will come again All things bright and beautiful All creatures great and small All things wise and wonderful The Lord God made them all The purple-headed mountain The river running by The sunset and the morning That brightens up the sky The tall trees in the greenwood The meadows where we play The rushes by the water To gather every day Titrwm, tatrwm etc Twrw, twrw, twrw, bwrw etc Bore bwrw, bore bach etc (bwrw: hitting, throwing. “it’s raining” in Welsh is literally “it’s hitting/throwing rain”) bore bach: first light (literally “little morning”) Soprano solo Bach, bach