Hiraeth

We’ll keep a welcome in the hillsides,
We’ll keep a welcome in the vales.
This land you knew will still be singing
When you come home again to Wales

This land of song will keep a welcome,
And with a love that never fails
We’ll kiss away each hour of hiraeth
When you come home again to Wales

Far away a voice is calling;
Bells of memory chime
Come home again, come home again,
They call through the oceans of time.