'taswn i'n gwybod fod o'n wir
'faswn i ddim am fyw yn hir
am fod cymaint o hen salwch a thorcalon;
'dw 'i' di blino' meddai hi,
roedd hi'n hanner wedi tri
'roedd dim diben siarad mwy nac esbonio
gad iddi fynd, gad iddi fynd
gad lonydd iddi, gad iddi fynd
fedri di ddim ei chadw hi, gad iddi fynd
o mi awn i o 'ma heddiw 'tae 'na gyfle
mae'n nhw'n llifo mor rhwydd
o ben-blwydd i ben-blwydd
dyddiau gefais i i garu pobl;
ond pan mae'n dechrau mynd yn hwyr
ac mae'r gitar yng nghefn y car
dw 'i'n dyheu am weld fy mhlant i gyd cyn cysgu
gad iddi fynd, gad iddi fynd
gad lonydd iddi, gad iddi fynd
fedri di ddim ei chadw hi, gad iddi fynd
o mi awn i'n ol i'r ffynnon, 'tae 'na lwybr
gad iddi fynd, gad iddi fynd
gad lonydd iddi, gad iddi fynd
fedri di ddim ei chadw hi, gad iddi fynd
o mi awn i o 'ma heddiw 'tae 'na gyfle
If I'd have known that it was true
I wouldn't have wanted to live for long
Because there's so much sickness and heartbreak;
"I'm tired" she said; it was half past three
And there was no point saying any more or explaining
Let her go, Let her go
Leave her in peace, Let her go,
You can't keep her, Let her go
Oh I'd leave here tomorrow if I had a chance
Oh they flow along so easy
From birthday to birthday
These days given to me for loving people;
But when it's starting to get late
And the guitar's in the back of the car
I long to see all my children before I sleep
Let her go, Let her go
Leave her in peace, Let her go,
You can't keep her, Let her go
Oh I'd go back to the well if there were a pathway
Let her go, Let her go
Leave her in peace, Let her go,
You can't keep her, Let her go
Oh I'd leave here tomorrow if I had a chance
Steve Eaves - Gad iddi fynd (Let her go), folk rock 2007, a song (and large part of the album) about his late wife