We won’t be defeated (by Rev’d G ap Iorwerth)

(to the tune of Elgar’s ‘Land of Hope & Glory’ 1901 or ap Hefin’s ‘Rachie,’ written in 1921, and always sung in Welsh to the words to Henry Lloyd’s ‘I Bob un sy’n Ffyddlon’ (To the Faithful)

We won’t be defeated
C’rona’s on the run.
Soon the day of reckoning,
And the victory won.
It’s not rocket science,
Listen to the cry:
‘Keep your social distance’ and we’ll all be fine,
‘Keep your social distance’ and we’ll all be fine.
 
Wider still and wider
Spread our nation’s plea.
This may seem like bondage,
But it will set us free.
Six feet or two meters,
Follow the simple rule:
‘Keep at least that distance, don’t be a bloody fool!
‘Keep at least that distance, don’t be a bloody fool!
 
Whatever be your circumstance,
Just step back and pause.
There’s no need for parliament
To pass more draconian laws.
‘Distancing and Isolate,’
There is no other way.
Don’t act high and mighty, and take things day by day.
Don’t act high and mighty, and take things day by day.
 
We won’t be defeated,
Though the virus knows no bounds.
We’ll keep safe our key-workers
As they do their daily rounds.
And as for our health workers
We’ll do our very best,
They are our superheroes, ‘Protect the N.H.S.’
They are our superheroes, ‘Protect the N.H.S.’
 
6 April 2020 ‘Holy Monday.’