Welsh Gangs Can You Translate This Poem Into Welsh? Osgwelwch Yn Dda!!!?

Can you translate this poem into welsh? Osgwelwch yn dda!!!? - welsh gangs

O my Luve is like a red rose
The baby in June;
O my Luve like the melodie
The sweet played in tune.

You're right, my daughter, Bonnie,
Luve so deep in me;
And yet I Luve you, dear,
Up to a series of "Sea Dry:

Up to dry out a "band of ocean, my love,
And wi rock fusion of the sun;
Luve I see you again, dear,
Even if the life or sand is taken into account.

And the rate at which you weel, my only Luve,
And you Fare WEEL a moment!
And I will, my Luve,
Tho 'it ware ten thousand miles.