The Farmhouse

The name on the farmhouse has changed
From the Welsh word I knew
To an English domain
And I'm not sure of who is to blame
But it cuts at my culture all the same

When it's English on the door
But it's Cymru to the core
This land is it our land, anymore?

My brother was longing to stay
Build himself a home
In the only place he's known
At the auction he hoped he could fight
But the bidding went out of sight
For this development is ripe
And so he's had to move away

And now it's English on the door
But this is Cymru to the core
This land is it our land, anymore?

Ma'r mab ers yn hir wedi ffoi
Ymhell iawn o'i fro
A ddoith o fyth yn ol
I'r ddinas aeth i chwilio am waith
Ac yna yn ddistaw
Bu o'n colli i iaith

And it's English on the door
But this is Cymru to the core
This land is it our land, anymore?

The house where my father was raised
Is now available online
At a premium price
For your summer getaway

And it's English on the door
But this is Cymru to the core
This land is it our land
This land is it our land
This land is it our land, anymore?



Credits
Writer(s): Al Lewis
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