This poem was written by artist Paul Farmer. He read it at the opening of our EROC Novemeber conference with the Grand Bard who read the Cornish version
Yth On Ni a'n Le Ma/
We Are Of This Place
Yth on ni a'n le ma We are of this place
Ni re berth hy ebrennow We suffer her skies
Ni re gervyas agan trevow We have carved our towns
diworth hy menydhyow From her hillsides
Ha ni a soenas And we have charmed
Hy holonn voen Her mineral heart
Ni re vywas rygdhi We have lived for it
Merwys rygdhi Died for it
Trevys yeyn rygdhi Grown cold for it
Friys rygdhi Fried for it
Diworth an bannow Bronn Weneli From the peaks of Brown Willy
Dhe Dhorkoth dhown To deep Dolcoath
Ni re vywas rygdhi We have lived for her
Merwys rygdhi Died for her
Tevys yeyn rygdhi Grown cold for her
Friys rygdhi Fried for her
Yth on ni a'n le ma. We are of this place.
Paul Farmer
(Kernewek translation by Pol Hodge)
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