Paroles de Scarborough Fair/Canticle

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there He once was a true love of mine Tell him i'll make him a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seams nor needlework Then he'll be a true love of mine Take him to find us an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Between salt water and the sea strand Then he'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And gather it all in a bunch of heather Then he'll be a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme Remember me to one who lives there He once was a true love of mine.