In this allegory of migration, the dandelions - who are just weeds after all - are forced to move on when they are confronted with tools, machines and potions. So they float, taking their hopes with them, and go on a journey to find a peaceful place to reseed and settle.

Yn yr alegori hon am fewnfudo, caiff y blodau dant y llew - sydd yn chwyn, mewn gwirionedd - eu gorfodi i symud pan ddônt wyneb yn wyneb ag offer, peiriannau a swynion. Felly maent yn hofran, gan gludo eu gobeithion gyda hwy, a mynd ar daith i le heddychlon i ailhadu ac ymsefydlu.