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When apples still grow in November When blossoms still bloom from each tree When leaves are still green in December It's then that our land will be free I travel the hills and the valleys And still through my sorrows I see A land that has never known freedom And still only her rivers run free I drink to the death of her manhood Those men who’d rather have died Than to live in the cold chains of bondage To bring back their rights where denied Oh, where are you now when we need you? What burns where the flame used to be? Are you gone like the snows of last winter? And still only our rivers run free And still only our rivers run free How sweet is the life but we're crying How mellow the wine but it's dry How fragrant the rose but it’s dying How gentle the wind but it sighs What good is in youth when it's aging? What joy is in eyes that can't see? Letras de cancionesWhen there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers And still only our rivers run free I travel the hills and the valleys And still through my sorrows I see A land that has never known freedom And still only her rivers run free And still only her rivers run free And still only her rivers run free From Letras Mania