Fflaen sy'n slythHeddiw yn y sgaiO'm awyddusSo you've never seen one fly so highLike a numberOf the future in the night of youI keep holdingOn the moments that were gone too soonI keep holding on the moments that were gone too soonI keep holding on the moments that were gone too soonYou said the bluesYou read from all theLeft freefall in our wombNow is it trueThat we're the oneDiolch am wylio'r fideo.Diolch am wylio'.Diolch am wylio'r fideo.Diolch am wylio'.Diolch.
