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I	A
Sweet appletree your branches delight me	B
Luxuriantly budding my pride and joy	C
I will put before the lord of Macreu	D
That on Wednesday in the valley of Machawy	E
Blood will flow	F
Lloegyr's England's blades will shine	G
But hear O little pig on Thursday	H
The Cymry will rejoyce	I
In their defence of Cymimawd	H
Furiously cutting and thrusting	J
The Saesons Saxons will be slaughtered by our ashen spears	I
And their heads used as footballs	I
I prophesy the unvarnished truth	K
The rising of a child in the secluded South	L
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II	A
Sweet and luxuriant appletree	D
Great its branches beautiful its form	M
I predict a battle that fills me with far	D
At Pengwern men drink mead	H
But around Cyminawd is a deadly hewing	J
By a chieftain from Eryri til only hatred remains	I
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III	A
Sweet yellow appletree	D
Growing in Tal Ardd	H
I predict a battle at Prydyn	G
In defense of frontiers	I
Seven ships will come	N
Across a wide lake	O
Seven hundred men come to conquer	D
Of those who come only seven will return	G
According to my prophecy	I
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IV	-
Sweet appletree of luxuriant growth	P
I used to find food at its foot	H
When because of a maid	H
I slept alone in the woods of Celyddon	G
Shield on shoulder sword on	G
Hear little pig listen to my	A
As sweet as birds that sing on Monday	I
When the sovereigns come across the sea	I
Blessed by the Cymry Welsh because of their strength	Q
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V	I
Sweet appletree in the glade	H
Trodden is the earth around its base	I
The men of Rhydderch see me not	H
Gwendyyd no longer loves nor greets me	I
I am hated by Rhydderch's strongest scion	G
I have despoiled both his son and daughter	D
Death visits them all why not me	I
After Gwnddoleu no one shall honour me	I
No diversions attend me	I
No fair women visit me	I
Though at Arderydd Arthuret I wore a golden torque	R
The swan white woman despises me now	G
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VI	A
Sweet appletree growing by the river	D
Who will thrive on its wondrous fruit	H
When my reason was intact	H
I used to lie at its foot	H
With a fair wanton maid of slender form	M
Fifty years the plaything of lawless en	G
I have wandered in gloom among spirits	I
After great wealth and gregarious minstrels	I
I have been here so long not even sprites	I
Can lead me astray I never sleep but tremble at the thought	H
Of my Lord Gwenddoleu and y own native people	S
Long have I suffered unease and longing	J
May I be given freedom in the end	H
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VII	A
Sweet appletree with delicate blossom	N
Growing concealed in the wind	H
At the tale was told to me	I
That my words had offended the most powerful minister	D
Not once not twice but thrice in a single day	H
Christ that my end has come	N
Before the killing of Gwndydd's son	G
Was upon my hands	I
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VIII	A
Sweet appletree with your delicate blossom	N
Growing amid the thickets of trees	I
Chwyfleian foretells	I
A tale that will come to pass	I
A staff of gold signifying bravery	I
Will be given by the glorious Dragon Kings	I
The grateful one will vanquish the profaner	I
Before the child bright and bold	H
The Saesons shall fall and bards will flourish	E
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IX	I
Sweet appletree of crimson colour	I
Growing concealed in the wood of Celyddon	G
Though men seek your fruit their search is vain	G
Until Cadwaladyr comes from Cadfaon's meeting	J
To Teiwi river and Tywi's lands	I
Till anger and anguish come from Arawynion	G
And the long hairs are tamed	H
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X	I
Sweet appletree of crimson colour	I
Crowing concealed in the wood of Celyddon	G
Though men seek your fruit their search is vain	G
Till Cadwalad comes from Rhyd Rheon's meeting	J
And with Cynon advances against the Saeson	G
Victorious Cymry glorious their leaden	G
All shall how their rights again	G
All Britons rejoice sounding joyful horns	I
Chanting songs of happiness and peace	I

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