Harri Webb
Rampage & Revel
Prince Llywelyn (1282)
The winds are calling
Over the river
Calling a leader
Gone now forever.
The rain is falling
Falling for ever
Upon the leader
Whose days are over.
The forest's weeping
For his sake
The prince is sleeping
Who will not wake.
The stars are hiding
The moon is dark
About the hero
Who lies so stark.
The storm is crying
Over his grave
The land is dying
He could not save.
By the dark river
That moans aloud
He lies so silent,
The mist his shroud.
The green grass whispers
Beside the river
Your name, Llywelyn,
Shall live forever.
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