Clara

Don't ride her far Take it easy today The mare needs her rest and her hay Don't push her too hard The path yesterday Gone further and further away Call her Clara (DISCO) Riding through, riding through the springtime Call her Clara (DISCO) Riding through, riding through the evening Ah-ahh Ah-ahh Yn edrych am y ceffyl du O Aberaeron i Lanon Yffach ma cwymp mawr i lawr i'r môr ger Aberarth Ma twll yn y pridd yn Alltwalis Ma twll yn y pridd yn Alltwalis Ma twll yn y pridd yn Alltwalis Ma twll yn y pridd yn Alltwalis Lle taflaf fy mhryderon This reeking spoil From minuteless toil A shimmering puddle of oil I can't see my face Look here in this mirror The skin on my skull, it grows thinner Call her Clara (DISCO) Riding through, riding through the winter Call her Clara (DISCO) Riding through, riding through the evening Ah-ahh Ah-ahh I had a wee sister, they called her "Peep Peep" She waded the waters so deep, deep, deep She climbed up the mountains so high, high, high And poor little thing, she had but one eye