Art Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair/Canticle - Simon & Garfunkel 歌词

(The song is repeated twice. It's
the album track played twice in a row with a string and flute interlude
between the two.)
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 a sparrow on
snow-crested ground)
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 ground with
so many 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 in a sickle of
leather
(War bellows, blazing
in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Generals order their
soldiers to kill)
And to 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
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 a sparrow on
snow-crested ground)
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 ground with
so many 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 in a sickle of
leather
(War bellows, blazing
in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Generals order their
soldiers to kill)
And to 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