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