اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
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 (on the side of a hill)
In the deep forest green
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground
Without no seams nor needle work (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 strands (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 battalions
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Generals order their soldiers to kill
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
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
