Текст песни Nana Mouskouri - Scarborough Fair/Canticle
Nana Mouskouri - Scarborough Fair/Canticle слова песни
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mineTell him i`ll make him a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout no seams nor needleworkThen he`ll be a true love of mineTake him to find us an acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary, and thymeBetween salt water and the sea strandThen he`ll be a true love of mineTell her to reap it with a sickle of leatherParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all in a bunch of heatherThen he`ll be a true love of mineAre you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary & thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mine.