By the bridge on the River Conway Where the cypress watch the sea They still sing of Young Llewelyn Under swaying evening trees As the Western sunset dies Young Llewelyn comes alive
He was only two and twenty And his world was on the shore When the king came to steal his homeland Turning everywhere to war In the rising battle cries Young Llewelyn, he did ride
He became our fallen angel And his name it still lives on We will sing of Young Llewelyn While the pride of us lives on While the pride of us lives on Young Llewelyn's never gone
On the ground of a cold November Young Llewelyn stood and fought They were fighting to show the tyrant What could be taken and what could not Under heaven's watchful eye Young Llewelyn, bravely died
He became our fallen angel And his name it still lives on We will sing of Young Llewelyn While the pride of us lives on While the pride of us lives on
There's an undiscovered country Deep within the human heart And the tyrants are all around us We are called on to do our part There's a hero's role to play Like Llewelyn's yesterday
To become a fallen angel So that freedom will live on Sing the song of Young Llewelyn So the pride of man lives on Where the pride of man lives on Young Llewelyn's never goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
