[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