River in The Pines - Joan Baez

 

 

River in The Pines (솔밭 사이로 강물은)

Joan Baez

Oh, Mary was a maiden 

When the birds began to sing 

 She was sweeter than the blooming rose so early in the spring 

Her thoughts were gay and happy 

and the morning gay and fine 

 For her lover was a river boy from the river in the pines 

Now Charlie, he got married to his Mary in the spring 

When the trees were budding early and the birds began to sing 

But early in the autumn 

When the fruit is in the wine I'll return to you, my darling 

From the river in the pines 

 It was early in the morning in Wisconsin's dreary clime 

 When he heard the fatal rapids for that last and fatal time 

They found his body lying on the Rocky shore below 

 Where the silent water ripples and the whispering cedars blow 

 Now every raft of lumber that comes down, the cheerful way 

There's a lonely grave that's visited by drivers on their way 

They plant wild flowers upon it in the morning fair and fine 

It is the grave of two young lovers from the river in the pines