Paroles de Scarborough Fair

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there For once, he was a true love of mine Tell him to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seam nor fine needlework And he shall be the true love of mine Tell him to wash it in yonder dry Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Where water sprung and rain never fell And he shall be the true love of mine Tell him to buy me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between salt water and the sea sand And then he'll be the true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Remember me to the one who lives there For once he was a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to the one who lives there For once he was a true love of mine For once he was a true love of mine