you know everyone on your street? Is this Ramsey Street?
and what about Welsh learners in the other 197 houses who'd like to have a go at their written Welsh?
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You may be happy putting your life on here, and that's fine, if you.lime the support some.randomers offer you. I personally don't.
Life is hard for us all, storp trying to make me feel bad, because I honestly don't, life's a journey.for us all we.all go through it pal.you ain't the only one.
Hope you mother is well, but you don't half play for the sympathy vote on here
I'll get hammered for that I suppose, hey ho.
Everyone should just be a bit more open minded about it; Sludge about the welsh language and what it means to people, and others about Sludge's opinions, which as a tax payer he is totally entitled to have, as he may have other priorities. Lots will agree with both sides.
Look after yourselves, aaaaaaaaaand each other.
Fly back tomorrow Mate.
Biggest change I noticed in Cardiff was the BBC building where the bus station was...
Newport is still its rough around the edges...yet charming self :) albeit with more pubs and shops closing down.
Lots of coffee shops and hotels though.
Been a nice trip and hope to get back in June or for the final.
Thought it was good at the time the other night, but the song comes across to me as the sort of anthemic crowd-stirrer that I normally really don't like very much.
Also, It doesn't worry me, but I'm surprised the song and singer's wider context (the 'Yes'/PC connection) isn't discussed more.
It has been done.
True story. I used to conduct a male voice choir in the valleys and I got them to learn Yma O Hyd. Other male voice choirs were singing it successfully with little fuss. Unfortunately, the choir I was with had quite a strong older right wing element. One refused to sing about Maggie as she was his hero. One English guy refused to sing it as he (wrongly) believed it was an anti-English song. A couple of others thought (wrongly) that it is a pro-independence song and thought we shouldn't sing it.
On the flip side, another choir I am currently with sing it regularly and have changed Maggie to Boris.
Considering it was penned by a former president of Plaid Cymru who has a conviction for defacing English language road signs, I assumed it was a pro-independence song of some sort. But to be honest it's difficult to work out what the lyrics are really supposed to mean. Maybe something gets lost in translation, but a fair percentage of it reads like gibberish to me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POv-3yIPSWc
If only songs were this simple, like in the old days :hehe:
This was talked about in another thread where I said I liked the song but suggested the FAW may not want to get too close on what is quite a partisan song politically in a climate in Wales that may get more political in coming years with the independence debate.
My interpretation is that it's very much about the Welsh language but the singer is very much about the Welsh language and independence so I still think the FAW should not get overly cosy.
If the translation I've read is accurate, one section of the song goes as follows:
"Let the tears of the faint-hearted flow and the servile lick the floor."
So who does Dafydd Iwan regard as the faint-hearted and the servile?
That's followed with:
"Despite the blackness around us, we are ready for the breaking of the dawn!"
What is the blackness around us? And what does the line about the breaking of the dawn signify?
Another line says:
"Despite every Dic Siôn Dafydd...."
What does the song's author mean by that?
What does the song's author mean by that?
We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
The crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said "there is no reason"
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
Would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was that later
Jesus Christ, overthinking this a bit aren't we some of you? 30000 Welsh people sing a song together, build up a brilliant atmosphere and have a great time, let's find some negatives