Simon And Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair - Sözleri

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



Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

(A hill in the deep forest green)

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

(Tracing of sparrow 

On snow-crested brown)

Without no seams nor needlework

(Blankets and bedclothes

The child of the mountain)

Then she'll 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 the salt water 

And the sea strand

(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)

Then she'll be a true love of mine



Tell her to reap it 

With a sickle of leather

(War bellows blazing

In scarlet battallions)

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

They've long ago forgotten)

Then she'll be a true love of mine



{Repeat 1st verse}








		
			



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