Submitted by Carl Llewellyn
Written by Ryan Davies (1937 – 1977), one of Wales’ most beloved composers. He was also a playwright, actor, music hall singer, and radio and television comedian. This piece, part of the choir’s recent repertoire was chosen by his wife to be played at his funeral.

When the night is long
and the dawn is far away
Battling through the long hours
without an hour’s sleep
Fighting, tossing and turning
through the great, long hours
Without seeing the close of yesterday
nor the end of my journey
Then through the black darkness
I see your face
I remember the romance
the eyelid closes
When the night is long.

Then through the black darkness
I see your face
And fear doth retreat,
dread disappears
When the night becomes day

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