An Cat Dubh - Cumbrian Dream Lyrics
a GIn the mountains of Cambria, by Rhymney4s bright streama GI have oft slept in heather, and dreamed a bright dreama GNo mortal could wake me, nor see what I4ve seena GNo landscape could ever compare`twas the land of my fathers, unfettered, and freeEre the time that Saxon swept over the seaWhen mistletoe grew 4neath the shining oak treeNo landscape could ever compareDreaming of Prydein, asleep on the hillWhen I awaken, will you be there still?Oh, Islandsof Poets, my dreams you can fillBut never the long waking hoursMighty poets and Warriors traversed every roadLeaving stories and legends whereever they strodeTheir pasts are recalled in the humblest abodeIn tales of the sunnier daysNow my story is ended, my song is all goneI have slept thru the evening, and into the dawnYet still, I remember your face, AlbionAnd your older, and much wiser ways!