
Below is the lyrics of the song The Sour Grove , artist - Mediaeval Baebes with translation
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Mediaeval Baebes
Sawden awdl, sidan ydiw
Sêm fach, len ar gont wen wiw
Lleiniau mewn man ymannerch
Y llwyn sur, llawn yw o serch
Fforest falch iawn, ddawn ddifrog
Ffris ffraill, ffwrwr dwygaill deg
Breisglwyn merch, drud annerch dro
Berth addwyn, Duw’n borth iddo
Sawden awdl, it's silk
A small game, a curtain on a fine white cane
Plots in a vanity area
The full, sour bush is of love
A very proud forest, a wicked talent
Fragrant fritters, forty-two furnaces
Girl's costume, expensive and sometimes awkward
Beloved woman, God is his gateway
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