Текст песни Scarborough Fair (2 голоса)
Simon & Garfunkel
Are you goin’ to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there,
she once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(on the side of a hill in the deep forest Green).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground).
Without no seams nor needlework
(blankets and bedclothes the child of the Mountain).
Then shell be a true love of mine
(sleeps unaware of the clarion call).
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(on the side of a hill, a sprinkling of Leaves).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(washes the grave with silvery tears).
Between salt water and the sea strands
(a soldier cleans and polishes a gun).
Then shell be a true love of mine.
Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather
(war bellows, blazing in scarlet Battalions).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(generals order their soldiers to kill).
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
(and to fight for a cause theyve long Ago forgotten).
Then shell be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there,
she once was a true love of mine.