Men of Harlech, march to glory Victory is hov'ring o're ye Bright-eyed freedom stands before ye Hear ye not her call? At your sloth she seems to wonder Rend the sluggish bonds asunder Let the warcry's deaf'ning thunder Ev'ry foe appal Echoes loudly waking Hill and valley shaking (Shaking) Till the sound spreads wide around The Saxon's courage breaking (Breaking) Your foes on ev'ry side assailing Forward press with heart unfailing Till invaders learn with quailing Cambria ne'er can yield ♪ Thou who noble Cambria wrongest Know that freedom's cause is strongest Freedom's courage lasts the longest Ending but with death! See they now are flying! Dead are heaped with dying! (Dying) Over might hath triumphed right Our land to foes denying (Denying) Upon their soil we never sought them Love of conquest hither brought them But this lesson, we have taught them Cambria ne'er can yield But this lesson, we have taught them Cambria ne'er can yield