Wel dyma’r hen le rwy’n ei garu
Hen dŷ cân ac englyn yng Nghymru,
A’r gwellt iddo’n do,
A’r drws heb run clo,
A’r mur ddim rhy falch i’w wyngalchu.

A digon o le wrth y pentan
I gynnwys y teulu yn gyfan,
A golau tân mawn
Yn hyfryd a gawn,
I gadw’r tywyllwch tu allan.

A’r pistyll bach gloyw yn disgyn
Tan ganu, wrth dalcen y bwthyn,
Y pistyll bach glân
Sy’n dweud am y gân
A genir tu mewn i’r hen fwthyn.

Well here’s the old place that I love
An old house of song and verse in Wales,
With a thatched roof
And a door with no lock
And the wall’s not too proud to be whitewashed

And enough room round the fire
To contain all the family,
And the light of the peat fire
Is lovely, which we have
To keep the darkness outside.

And the bright waterfall
Sings as it falls outside the cottage
The pure waterfall
Which tells of the song
Which is sung inside the old cottage.

At this year’s Gwerin Gwallgo (trac’s youth weekend course), the whole course learned a ‘big band’ arrangement by tutors Gwilym Bowen Rhys and Patrick Rimes