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Oh, Mary was a maiden 
 
¿À, ¸Þ¸®¶ó´Â ó³à°¡ ÀÖ¾ú¾î¿ä 
 
When the birds began to sing 
 
»õµéÀÌ ³ë·¡Çϱ⠽ÃÀÛÇßÀ»¶§ 
 
She was sweeter than the blooming rose so early in the spring 
 
±×³à´Â Ãʺ½¿¡ ÇÇ´Â Àå¹ÌÇ⺸´Ùµµ ´õ ´ÞÄÞÇßÁÒ 
 
Her thoughts were gay and happy 
 
±×³à´Â Áñ°Ì°í ÇູÇÑ »ý°¢¸¸ Çß°í 
 
and the morning gay and fine  
 
¾ÆÄ§ °ø±âµµ Ȱ¦ °³¾î ½Ì±×·´±â¸¸ Çß¾î¿ä  
 
For her lover was a river boy from the river in the pines  
 
¿Ö³Ä¸é ±×³àÀÇ ¿¬ÀÎÀº ¼Ö ½£ »çÀÌ °¹°À» ¿À¸£³»¸®´Â river boy¾ú°Åµç¿ä 
 
 
Now Charlie, he got married to his Mary in the spring  
 
Áö±Ý Âû¸®, ±×´Â ±×ÀÇ ¿¬ÀÎ ¸Þ¸®¿Í º½¿¡ °áÈ¥À» Çß½À´Ï´Ù.  
 
When the trees were budding early and the birds began to sing  
 
³ª¹«µéÀÌ ÀÏÂï ¿òÀ» Æ®°í, »õµéÀÌ ³ë·¡Çϱ⠽ÃÀÛÇßÀ» ¶§  
 
But early in the autumn  
 
ÇÏÁö¸¸ Ãʰ¡À»¿¡  
 
When the fruit is in the wine I'll return to you, my darling  
 
"Æ÷µµÁÖ°¡ ÀÍÀ»¶§ÂëÀÌ¸é µ¹¾Æ¿Ã°Ô¿ä, ´Þ¸µ~"  
 
From the river in the pines  
 
"±× ¼Ö ½£ »çÀÌ °¿¡¼." ¶ó°í ¸Þ¸®¿¡°Ô ¸»ÇÏÁÒ  
 
 
It was early in the morning in Wisconsin's dreary clime  
 
±×°ÍÀº Ȳ·®ÇÑ À§½ºÄܽÅÀÇ À̸¥ ¾ÆÄ§À̾ú¾î¿ä  
 
When he heard the fatal rapids for that last and fatal time  
 
±×°¡ Ä¡¸íÀûÀÎ ±Þ·ù¿¡ ÈÖ¸»·È´ø °ÍÀº  
 
They found his body lying on the Rocky shore below  
 
»ç¶÷µéÀº ¾Æ·¡ÂÊ ¾î´À ¾Ï¼® ÇØ¾È¿¡¼ ±×ÀÇ ½Ãü¸¦ ¹ß°ßÇßÁÒ  
 
Where the silent water ripples and the whispering cedars blow  
 
¼Ò¸®¾ø´Â °¹°ÀÌ Àܹ°°á Áþ°í, ½É¸ñÀÌ Èçµé¸®¸ç ¹Ù¶÷¼Ò¸®¸¦ ³»´ø °÷¿¡¼  
 
 
Now every raft of lumber that comes down, the cheerful way  
 
Áö±Ýµµ ¸ðµç ¶Â¸ñµéÀÌ ±× ÆøÆ÷¸¦ ³»·Á°¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä  
 
There's a lonely grave that's visited by drivers on their way  
 
»ç¶÷µéÀÌ Â÷¸¦ ¸ô°í Áö³ª°¡´Â ±× ±æ¸ñ¿¡ ¿Ü·Î¿î ¹«´ýÀÌ ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù  
 
They plant wild flowers upon it in the morning fair and fine  
 
»ç¶÷µéÀº ¾î´À Ȱ¦ °µ ¸¼Àº ¾ÆÄ§³¯ ±× ¹«´ý¿¡ ¾ß»ýȸ¦ ½É¾úÁÒ  
 
It is the grave of two young lovers from the river in the pines  
 
±× ¹«´ýÀº ¼Ö ½£ »çÀÌ °¹°ÀÌ È帣´Â °÷ ÀþÀº µÎ ¿¬ÀÎÀ» À§ÇÑ °ÍÀÌ¿¡¿ä 
 
  
 
 
 
 
   
  
 
 
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