Yfed gyda'r lleuad (Drinking with the moon)

The moon has shamed the stars tonight,
they hide beyond the glow
And I, beneath her perfect light
am drinking with my shadow
Amongst a stand of blooming trees
With moon and wine I settle
The branches bow, so every breeze
brings rains of silken petals
So bright above the somber earth
I call the moon by name
Each time I raise my cup to her
my shadow does the same
Before the hills are sunlight-stained
and dewfall makes us shiver
Let's dance and vow to meet again
beyond the silver river
A drinker knows the talk of trees
and speech of stones so stark,
The grasses slick with salty tears
and moonsong in the dark