An Cat Dubh - Cumbrian Dream lyrics

A G In the mountains of Cambria, by Rhymney4s bright stream A G I have oft slept in heather, and dreamed a bright dream A G No mortal could wake me, nor see what I4ve seen A G No landscape could ever compare 'twas the land of my fathers, unfettered, and free Ere the time that Saxon swept over the sea When mistletoe grew 4neath the shining oak tree No landscape could ever compare Dreaming of Prydein, asleep on the hill When I awaken, will you be there still? Oh, Islandsof Poets, my dreams you can fill But never the long waking hours Mighty poets and Warriors traversed every road Leaving stories and legends whereever they strode Their pasts are recalled in the humblest abode In tales of the sunnier days Now my story is ended, my song is all gone I have slept thru the evening, and into the dawn Yet still, I remember your face, Albion And your older, and much wiser ways!