Sain y niwl, Gaunt y goydwig fwsog, Gwenithfaen, cen y coed, a'r lleuad, Un gway f'adenydd i dapestri bywyd Light shines bright beyond all the cities of gold On a road of birdsong and chocolate shops Of buskers, jugglers, innkeeper's welcoming call The sound of mist, smell of moss-grown woods Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher Into the wild Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden I will taste the manna in every tree Liquid honey and wine from the distant hills An early morning greenwood concerto Greets my Walden with its eternal voice Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher Into the wild Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher (Into the wild) Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher I do not wish to evade the world Yet I will forever build my own Forever my home Forever my home