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             › Os na wnei di adael nawr 
              › Bohemia bach 
              › Llipryn 
› Diwedd y dydd, diwedd y byd 
› Gyrru drwy y glaw 
› Angharad 
› Disgyn wrth dy draed 
› Lleisiau yn y gwynt 
 
› Addewid gwag 
› Diwrnod marchnad 
› Popeth yn ei le 
› Y Sgwâr 
› Serth 
› Darn o'r un brethyn 
› Byd brau 
› Hwyl fawr, ffarwel 
› Bysedd drwy dy wallt 
 
› Buta efo'r Maffia 
› Jericho 
› Tŷ Bach Twt 
 
› Fyswn i... fysa ti? 
› Subbuteo 
› Allwedd 
› Kings, Queens, Jacks 
› Isel 
› Wedi'r cyfan 
› Tu ôl i'r wên 
› Pioden 
› Seren 
› Paid â mynd i'r nos heb ofyn pam 
 
› Haleliwia 
› Dilyn yr haul 
 
› Yr Arth a'r Lloer 
› Nadolig Ni 
 
› One Way Streets 
› Airmiles & Railroads 
› Stepping Stones 
 
› Home 
› I Need All The Friends I Can Get 
 
› Ara deg 
› Fflam 
› Deffro 
› Gwyn dy fyd 
› Tlws 
› Pentre sydyn 
› Ffilm 
› Weithiau 
› Gwallt y forwyn 
 
› Dôl y Plu 
› Rhywle mae 'na afon 
› Ana 
› Llwybrau 
› Malacara 
› Fan hyn (Aquí) 
› Ffenest  | 
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             Dust, oil and tear drops converge on your chin 
              Drive-by deserters with blood on their skin 
              The film of the road left a lot to desire 
              Hours were minutes and minutes were miles 
               
              The day that we dragged out shall draw to a close 
              The air miles and railroads have tarnished my clothes 
               
              Carriages shudder, horizons draw near 
              Life on the mountain, a promise held dear 
              Rust in a river from rain on the mines 
              Empty wagons rest on hauling inclines 
               
              Dustbowl ambitions they fall by the way 
              As clear days surrender to February rains 
              Sundown on skylines as night steals the day 
              Milestones and mudflats, July in your veins 
               
              The day that we dragged out shall draw to a close 
              The air miles and railroads have tarnished my clothes 
              Air miles and rail roads see freedom begin 
              Those square miles and straight roads were fencing you in  |