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Llongau Caernarfon - Sobin a'r Smaeliaid (geiriau / lyrics)

Can/Song: Llongau Caernarfon (The Ships of Caernarfon) Canwr/Singer: Sobin a'r Smaeliaid (Bryn Fôn) Album: ... a Rhaw Can draddodiadol Gymreig. Can ydyw am fachgen bach yn sefyll ger ochr y cei gyda'i Fam, ac yn holi pam na chaiff ef ymuno yn yr antur o forio. Traditional Welsh song. This is a story about a young boy standing at the quayside with his mother and he is asking her why he can't join the adventure of sailing. Prynwch / Buy '...a Rhaw' http://www.sadwrn.com/cd.asp?id=671 Welsh Music Blog / Blog Cerddoriaeth Cymraeg:   / welshmusic-cerddoriaethcymraeg   Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/Welsh_Music Geiriau: Mae'r holl longau ar y cei yn llwytho, pam na chaf i fynd fel pawb i forio? Dacw dair yn dechrau warpio ac am hwylio heno i Birkinhead, Bordo a Wiclo. Toc daw'r stemar bach i'w towio, golau coch ar waliau wrth fynd heibio. Llongau'n mynd a dod a llongau'n canlyn; heddiw, fory ac yfory wedyn. Mynd a'u llwyth o lechi gleision dan eu hwyliau gwynion, rhai i Ffrainc a rhai i'r Werddon. Toc daw'r stemar bach i'w towio, golau gwyrdd ar waliau wrth fynd heibio. Pam na chaf i fynd yn llongwr ar holl longau yn llwytho yn yr harbwr? Holaf ym mhob llong ar hyd yr harbwr, 'Oes 'na le i hogyn fynd yn llongwr? A chael spleinsio rhaff a rhiffio? A chael dysgu llywio? A chael mynd mewn cwch i sgwlio?' O pam na chaf i fynd yn llongwr ar holl longau yn llwytho yn yr harbwr? Ie pam na chaf i fynd ar f'union, dros y môr a hwylio yn ôl i G'narfon, yn ol ôl i G'narfon, yn ôl i G'narfon, yn ôl i G'narfon... English Translation: All the ships are loading at the harbour, why can't I go sailing like the others? There are three-ships raising anchor and will sail tonight to Birkinhead, Bordeaux and Wicklow. Soon comes the tug boat to tow them, red lights on the walls as they pass by. Ships come and go and ships sailing out; now, tomorrow and the days thereafter. Taking loads of the blue slate under their white sails, some to France and some to Ireland. Soon comes the tug boat to tow them, green lights on the walls as they pass by. Why can't I be a sailor on the ships that load up in the harbour? I ask at every ship down in the harbour 'Can they take a boy to be a sailor? And to tie the ropes and knot them? And stand at the helm? And to go out on a ship to scoon?' Oh why can't I be a sailor on the ships that load up in the harbour? Yeah why can't I go with the others, sailing over seas, and back to C'narfon, back to C'narfon, back to C'narfon, back to C'narfon...