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Inside. Outside. Byth (Ever. Never). Tock Tick.
A collision between mechanical time, seasonal time, life time, generational time, cultural time, poetic time, no time < particles of eternal love...
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lyrics
Blino ar fath Blaned
Ped oeddwn i'n dyfod diwarnod ar daith
O ddilyn y ddiod oferdod yn faith,
Mi gwmpais o'r diwedd yn rhyfedd i'm rhwyf
I fwrw fy ngorffwys bron eglwys fy mhlwyf:
Ac yno canfyddes y ddoniol lân ddynes,
Pryd cynta' 'g y'i gwelais mi 'mnoefais mewn nwyf.
Merch beraidd, merch weddaidd, merch lunaidd, merch lon,
Merch gymwys, ail Fenws, hi friwys fy mron;
Wrth weled ei hymddygiad fal lleuad fai'n llawn,
Yn maeddu'r holl sêr, mwy serchogaidd ei dawn,
Un fanol lygeitu, a blodau holl Gymru,
Mae 'ngwyllus a 'ngallu ei charu o chawn.
Pei meddwn ddeheudir a'i brodir o'i bron
'Does merch gan un marchog gâi geiniog ond hon,
Tylawd wy! Waith hynny 'd wy'n nes er rhoi 'mryd
Ar garu'r ddyn beraidd fwyn hafaidd o hyd,
'Wy'n oeri mor irad, 'wy'n blino ar fath blaned,
Mae 'mwriad ar fyned i gerdded y byd.
Tiring of such a planet
As I was coming one day on a journey
Of following the futile drink lengthily,
I fell at last wonderfully to my contentment
To spend my rest near the church of my parish:
And there I perceived the able fair woman,
The first time I saw her I swam in pain.
Girl of sweetness, girl of complexion, picture girl, joy girl,
Girl of perfection, second Venus, she wounded my breast;
To see her behaviour, like a moon that would be full,
Surpassing all the stars, more loving in her gift,
One who is elaborate-blackeyed, and the flowers of all Cymru,
My will and ability is to love her if I could.
If I were to possess the southlands and it's hinterlands about,
There is no girl by a knight would get a penny but her,
I am poor! Because of this I'm no nearer giving my mien
To loving this pure man gentle summery still,
I am cold, so dire, I am tiring of such a planet,
My intention is to go to walk the world.
"Their music is rapturous and alive" Dafydd Goff, THE GUARDIAN
"Tameidie bach o gariad bythol" BBC
RADIO CYMRU
“fernhill have been making beautiful music for years now, and i’ve loved every album. it’s folk music but not as we know it; julie’s voice is stunning”
huw stephens - bbc radio 1...more
supported by 76 fans who also own “Blino ar fath Blaned”
This is an album by an artist at her peak. It sounds so assured and yet very vulnerable. It's a very brave album, original and daring. The songwriting is exquisite. Anita Botman
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020