Translation of Meddwi by Meurig Walters
I supped from the cup of your lips
I drank in the wine of your cheek
No moment was as sweet
As this lip-to-lip
My soul soared to the horizon
Sated by the charm of our love
At golden dusk
I was drunk from a girl's lips
Give to no other that cup
Offer no taste of that wine
I'll return in the night
With a burning kiss
