Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - Scarborough Fair
Marianne Faithfull - Scarborough Fair слова песни
Have you been to scarborough fairParsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.Remember me to one that lives thereFor once she once was a true lover of mine.Tell her to make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.One with no seams, of fine needleworkAnd then shell be a true lover of mine.Tell her to dry it pon yonder thornParsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.That never bore fruit since adam was bornAnd then shell be a true lover of mine.Ah, can you find me an acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.Between the salt sea and the sea sandOr never be a true lover of mine.And can you plough it with a sheeps hornParsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.And sow it all over with one peppercornOr never be a true lover of mine.And when you have done and finished your workParsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.Then come to me for your cambric shirtAnd then youll be a true lover of mine.