作曲 : Traditional 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 sides 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 needlework; Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain And 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 grave with silvery tears Between the salt water and the sea strands; A soldier cleans and polishes a gun Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather; War bellows 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 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; Oh the sides 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 needlework; Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain And 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 grave with silvery tears Between the salt water and the sea strands; A soldier cleans and polishes a gun Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather; War bellows 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 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
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Traditional [00:09.60]Are you going to Scarborough Fair [00:16.93]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme [00:25.65]Remember me to one who lives there [00:33.10]She once was a true love of mine [00:42.80]Tell her to make me a cambric shirt; Oh the sides of a hill in the deep forest green [00:50.37]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown [00:59.00]Without no seams nor needlework; Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain [01:06.44]And she'll be a true love of mine; Sleeps unaware of the clarion call) [01:15.90]Tell her to find me an acre of land; On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves [01:23.33]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Washes the grave with silvery tears [01:32.18]Between the salt water and the sea strands; A soldier cleans and polishes a gun [01:39.53]Then she'll be a true love of mine [01:49.19]Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather; War bellows blazing in scarlet battalion) [01:56.50]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Generals order their soldiers to kill [02:05.45]And gather it all in a bunch of heather; And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten [02:12.90]Then she'll be a true love of mine [02:22.48]Are you going to Scarborough Fair [02:29.96]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme [02:39.80]Remember me to one who lives there [02:46.77]She once was a true love of mine [03:23.44]Are you going to Scarborough Fair [03:30.89]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme [03:39.38]Remember me to one who lives there [03:46.89]She once was a true love of mine [03:56.40]Tell her to make me a cambric shirt; Oh the sides of a hill in the deep forest green [04:03.89]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown [04:12.66]Without no seams nor needlework; Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain [04:20.40]And she'll be a true love of mine; Sleeps unaware of the clarion call [04:29.47]Tell her to find me an acre of land; On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves [04:36.83]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Washes the grave with silvery tears [04:45.50]Between the salt water and the sea strands; A soldier cleans and polishes a gun [04:52.95]Then she'll be a true love of mine [05:02.49]Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather; War bellows blazing in scarlet battalion) [05:10.00]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Generals order their soldiers to kill [05:18.70]And gather it all in a bunch of heather; And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten [05:26.18]Then she'll be a true love of mine [05:35.71]Are you going to Scarborough Fair [05:43.37]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme [05:52.14]Remember me to one who lives there [05:59.81]She once was a true love of mine
