Un nawn, Robin Goch 

A llais fel y gloch 

Ar frigyn berorai yr awel;

Anghofiai ei hun 

Wrth geisio gwneyd dyn

Pe medrai mor ddedwydd ag angel.

Yr heliwr a ddaeth,

Ei ganfod a wnaeth­

Gollyngodd lem saeth at ei galon,

Ond aeth dros ei ben 

I galon y pren,

A ffodd Robin bach i’r uchelion.

A chwynodd yn flin,

” Un rhyfedd yw dyn, 

Gwnes bobpeth allaswn i’r heliwr ; 

Ond ceisio a wnaeth 

Fy mywyd a’r saeth, 

Ca Robin well parch gan ei Grewr.”

Da iawn, Robin Goch,

Mae’th eiriau fel cloch 

Rybuddiol yn galw cymdeithas

I arfer ei dawn, 

Bob boreu a nawn

I brisio a chofio cymwynas.

One afternoon Red Robin,

with a voice like a bell

on a berry branch in the breeze

he forgot himself

trying to make a man

as happy as an angel.

Then a hunter came

And found him right enough

Firing a sharp arrow to his heart

But it went over his head

Right into the heart of a tree instead

And little Red Robin fled up high

He bitterly exclaimed

“ Man is such a strange thing

I did everything I could just to please

But the Hunter only tried to end my life

With an arrow!

Robin would get better respect from his Creator”

Well said Red Robin!

Your words are like a warning bell

To tell our worldly society 

We must value others’ gifts

Each morning and night 

We should value and remember your help