CELTIC WOMAN - Scarborough Fair текст песни

Are you going to Scarborough fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He was once a true love of mine

Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seam nor needlework
Then he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand
Then he'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He was once a true love of mine