gwyrdda (the wynd)
Heb eu koddeu, medd y beirdd - yg kywir,
Rei gyurynn milwyr keirdd,
Dros ddal gaddeu hen aweirdd
Uynyddeu deheu heirdd.
In woods where bards’ woven slurs
(Wind murmurs)
Tell of brave warriors;
Southern hills hold spirits’ Tors
In tribal bonds; old lores.
Embattled verses hold face,
Routing Nature’s embrace.
Trystan Gwydion
a GPT4
MMXXIV