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Far away a voice is calling,
Bells of memory chime
Come home again, come home again,
They call through the oceans of time.
We’ll keep a welcome in the hillsides,
We’ll keep a welcome in the glen,
This land you knew will still be singing
When you come home, sweet home, again.
There’ll be a friendly light to guide you,
For your return we’ll always pray:
We’ll kiss away each hour of longing
When you come home again some day.
We’ll keep a welcome in the hillsides,
We’ll keep a welcome in the Vales,
This land you knew will still be singing
When you come home again to Wales.
This land of song will keep a welcome,
And with a love that never fails,
We’ll kiss away each hour of hiraeth
When you come home again to Wales.
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