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WHITE FLOWER
(Ian M. Bruce)

1914 Saw The Great War begin
Times of great turmoil for all kith and kin.
But through the grim poppies of the red and the blue.
One single white flower grew.

And all through the valleys the town clocks resound
Male voices seep from the ground.
And sing with the sirens from dusk till till the dawn
One single white flower is born.

1939 The world at war once again.
Sent from their homes conscripted men
Like seeds on the wind to pastures anew
From Leith to Tredegar they blew.

And all through the valleys the town clocks resound
Male voices seep from the ground
And sing with the sirens roar upon roar.
The white flower’s single no more.

In three different gardens roots were put down.
Branches from each in turn settled down.
Time marches on, and it’s so sad to say,
The white flower’s fading away.

And all through the valleys the town clocks ding dong
We weep with the male voices’ song
As sure as she’s graced us we’ve been left alone
Lily of the valley’s gone home

Mai hen wlad fy nhadau by crowd or by choir
Sets every Welsh soul afire
But we knew it gentle. We knew it shy.
Lily of the valley – Goodbye

Mai hen wlad dy dadai’n, gofledio di enwaith mwy.

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from Ain't That Pretty?, released February 22, 2016

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