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
(Traditional, arr. by J. Baez) In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold wind blows My love, my love, what
Μετάφραση: Joan Baez. Το River In The Pines.
: (Traditional, arr. by J. Baez) In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold wind blows My love, my love, what