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The children of Wales
in their formative years
summon old Celtic
with polyglot sneers.
So, kids, what's the translation?
I mean, how would you say
"My useless language is dying away?"
Study some numbers
and you'll see who’s dumb
to get into business
you only need one.
The world learns English
to climb up a wrung.
If you want to be heard,
speak in this tongue.
The Tower of Babel
is now in reverse
We're bringing together
what God had dispersed.
It's not really true
to say cultures collide.
Some get erased and
some spread out wide.
Which brings us to you
and your obsolete ways
We might use your dead language
to coin a cute phrase.
But the key to your future
is learning to blend.
Comprende, Kalataves,
Verstehen Sie, friend?
The world learns English
to climb up a wrung.
If you want to be heard,
you speak in this tongue.
The Tower of Babel
is now in reverse
We're bringing together
what God had dispersed.
World learns English
to climb up a wrung.
You want to be heard,
speak in this tongue.
The Tower of Babel
is now in reverse
We're bringing together
what God had dispersed.
The Tower of Babel
is now in reverse
We're bringing together
what God had dispersed.
Bringing together what God had dispersed.