文本歌词

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
（Oh the side of a hill in the deep forest green）
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
（Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown）
Without no seams nor needle work
（Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain）
Then shell be ture love of main
（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 strand
（A soldier cleans and publishes a gun）
Then shell be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
（War bells blazing in scarlet battalion）
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
（Generals order their soldiers to kill）
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
（And to fight for a cause theyve long ago forgotten）
Then shell 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