斯卡布罗集市 (Single Version) - Paul Simon
Lyrics by：Paul Simon
Rosemary and thyme
Tracing of 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
A sprinkling of leaves
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Washes the grave with silvery tears
Between the saltwater 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
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
