Jeanne Beaudry

1911—2002

À la fin de sa vie, Jeanne s'était prise d'admiration pour le chanteur gallois Bryn Terfel dont quelques airs traditionnels furent joués lors de ses funérailles

Ar hyd y nos

Holl amrantau'r sêr ddywedant

Ar hyd y nos.

Dyma'r ffordd i fro gogoniant,

Ar hyd y nos.

Golau arall yw tywyllwch

I arddangos gwir brydferthwch

Teulu'r nefoedd mewn tawelwch

Ar hyd y nos.

O mor siriol, gwena seren

Ar hyd y nos

I oleuo'i chwaer ddaearen

 

Ar hyd y nos.

Nos yw henaint pan ddaw cystudd

Ond i harddu dyn a'i hwyrddydd

Rhown ein golau gwan i'n gilydd

Ar hyd y nos.

All through the night

Ev'ry star in heaven is singing

All through the night,

Hear the glorious music ringing

All through the night.

Songs of sweet ethereal lightness

Wrought in realms of peace and whiteness;

See, the dark gives way to brightness

All through the night.

 

Look, my love, the stars are smiling

All through the night.

Lighting, soothing and beguiling

Earth's sombre plight:

So, when age brings grief and sorrow,

From each other we can borrow

Faith in our sublime tomorrow,

All through the night.

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