Tiffany Apan - 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
Parsely, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework
Than he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to find me an acre of land
Parsely, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Between saltwater and the sea strands
Then he'll be a true love of mine


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Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gether it all in a bunch of heather
Then he'll be a true love of mine

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



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