Don't ride her far
Take it easy today
The mare needs her rest
And her hay
Don't push her too hard
The path yesterday
Gone further and further
Away
Call her Clara (disco)
Riding through the springtime
Call her Clara (disco)
Riding through the evening
Ah-ahh
Ah-ahh
Yn edrych am y ceffyl du
O aberaeron I lanon
Yffach ma cwymp mawr
I lawr I'r môr ger aberarth
Ma twll yn y pridd yn alltwalis
Ma twll yn y pridd yn alltwalis
Ma twll yn y pridd yn alltwalis
Ma twll yn y pridd yn alltwalis
Lle taflaf fy mhryderon
This reeking spoil
From minuteless toil
A shimmering puddle
Of oil
I can't see my face
Look here in this mirror
The skin on my skull
It grows thinner
Call her Clara (disco)
Riding through the winter
Call her Clara (disco)
Riding through the evening
Ah-ahh
Ah-ahh
I had a wee sister
They called her Peep Peep
She waded the waters
So deep, deep, deep
She climbed up the mountains
So high, high, high
And poor little thing
She had but one eye