AR fron y clawdd y'ngwyneb haul,
A gwyneb pur yn gwenu;
A llun y gwanwyn ar ei hael,
Fel newydd gael ei dynu;
A phurdeb gloew gwlith y nos,
Fel newydd ei sirioli,
Y boreu gwelsom wyneb tlos
Friallen newydd eni.
Y hi yn unig yma sy,
Ar fywyd yn wynebu;
Gwywedig ddail y gauaf dû
O gylch sydd heb eu claddu;
Y ddaear sydd yn llwyd ei gwedd,
Fel mynwent ddigynhyrfiad;
Ond saif hi'n wyn uwchben y bedd,
Fel angel adgyfodiad.
I am busy working to bring Watcyn Wyn's "Y Friallen Gyntaf" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the home page for other musical arrangements or learn more about Watcyn Wyn's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "Y Friallen Gyntaf" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.
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