Church Charlotte
Voice Of An Angel
Owls(Owls)
When the night was light
And the dust of the road was white
And the bridge was empty 'crossing the water
Dustwr at Pen Llyn
The owls in their turn
Heard of the lynx in Cwm y Glo
When the wild ducks squawk
At anchor under the moon
And Llyn y Efridd on Ffridd y Llyn
Above them whipping coldly
Voicing ruthlessly they would roar
The wind from the Black Mountain Woods
When the bright water of Glaslyn slid
Into the evening, like a sword into the sheath
When the windows of the mansion were red far away
They were bristling the bushes of the crows
When the jaws got sluggish the dogs
Noy Ynys mor in their sound
And when the creation comes
Had a long mad day
And come a disobedience
Every worker and every work
Their Latin will not be on my oath
No llon na lieddf "Tw-whit, Tw-hw."
When night was lit by moon-glow
And dusty roads lay white
The empty bridge bestrode the stream
O'er water's gleam so bright
The owls were heard, each one in turn
From Cwm y Glo across the burn
When wild ducks swayed at anchor
Beneath the moonbeams bold
When moaning wind it's woe did sing
Whipping the wavelets cold
Pitiless was their hooting then
From Myndd du across the glen< br/>When gleaming Glaslyn glided
Through dusk, like sword to sheath
When distant mansion's windows glowed
Through shadowed woodland's wreath
When sullen silence woodland's wreath
Island's night to their sounds
And when the worlds shall darken
Ended their frantic day
And when the stealthy stillness minds
All mankind's work and play
Still shall their Latin sound, 'its true"
Nor glad nor sad, "Tu shit, tu whool"

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