Take the Linton falls water so white Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme From cold it's bed then up to the sky And then she'll be a true love of mine
Ask for angels a chariot to make Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme White swan feathers black and the wings of the night She will breathe the true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there For once she was a true love of mine
Have her make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seam nor fine needle work And then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And gather it all with a basket of flowers And the she'll be a true love of mine
Dear, when thou hast finished thy task Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Come to me, my hand for to ask For thou then art a true love of mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
