Scarborough Fair/Canticle, provided with The Elfin Knight, Whittingham Fair and Rosemary Lane, and with an Appendix on Riddles Wisely Expounded

Simon & Garfunkel

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SCARBOROUGH FAIR/CANTICLE, PROVIDED WITH THE ELFIN KNIGHT, WHITTINGHAM FAIR AND ROSEMARY LANE, AND WITH AN APPENDIX ON RIDDLES WISELY EXPOUNDED A1. SCARBOROUGH FAIR Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme Remember me to one who lives there, She once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme Without no seams nor needlework, Then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme Between the salt water and the sea strand, Then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then she'll be a true love of mine. Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme Remember me to one who lives there, She once was a true love of mine. 2. CANTICLE On the side of a hill in the deep forest green Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains Sleeps unaware of the clarion call On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves Washed is the ground with so many tears A soldier cleans and polishes a gun War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions Generals order their soldiers to kill And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.

TARG W SCARBOROUGH Gdy na targ zechcesz w Scarborough wejść, Tam gdzie pieprz, rozmaryn i mak... Pewnemu chłopcu przypomnij mnie, Co miłości wykradł mi kwiat. Powiedz, niech zrobi mi kaftan ze lnu, Tam gdzie pieprz, rozmaryn i mak... Nietknięty igłą, bez żadnych szwów. Wtedy pokocham go jeszcze raz. Powiedz, niech znajdzie mi pszeniczny łan, Tam, gdzie pieprz, rozmaryn i mak... Pośrodku głębiny, wśród morskich fal, Wtedy pokocham go jeszcze raz. Powiedz, niech zrówna go sierpem ze szkła, Tam gdzie pieprz, rozmaryn i mak... Gdy zapadnie noc, lecz przed końcem dnia, Wtedy pokocham go jeszcze raz.