笨小笨Slag Heap歌词由Lo-fi Jones演唱，出自专辑《Llanast yn y Llofft》，下面是《Slag Heap》完整版歌词！
Slag Heap歌词完整版
Climb the slag heap before it gets dark
Trees are whispering, the wind is picking up
From up here I can see the valley and its scars
Where hammer blows and gunpowder forever left their mark
Above the rusted iron rails, above streets where we played
Before the wheels of capitol conveyed us on our way
I couldn’t tell you my place in ti’s mad world
I don’t have answers when truth is so absurd
But here I see a shape to things napped out in earth and stone
The chiselled crags and contour lines that etch into my bones
It aches my heart to leave this place butterfly must I go
From these my mountains, my sanctuary
They say this land of ours was built on slate and coal
Running through that vein
The blood that made is whole
On this hillside their machines grow cold
But I still feel the ghost of the men who work below
And I wonder how far is left to go
To reach that promised land
Of which they spoke
Sychwch ddargrau a ddisgynodd gynt
Hen ofidion sy’n anochel ar ein hynt
Wrth droi am already ar haul wedi mynd
Daw y hiraeth i’m gofleidio fel hen ffrind.
