Scarborough FairCanticle - Simon & Garfunkel
Lyrics by：Simon/Garfunkel
Composed by：Simon/Garfunkel
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
The deep forest green
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Tracing of sparrow on snowcrested ground
Without no seams nor needle work
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
Sprinkling of leaves
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Washes the grave with silvery tears
Between the salt water and the sea strands
And polishes a gun
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
Blazing in scarlet battalions
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Generals order their soldiers to kill
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
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