歌曲 | Scarborough Fair (Acoustic Version) - unplug |
歌手 | Leaves' Eyes |
专辑 | At Heaven’s End |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Are you goin' 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 (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green). | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Tracing a 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 (On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves). | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Washes the grave with silvery tears). | |
Between 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 in a sickle of leather (War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions). | |
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 goin' 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 On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Tracing a sparrow on snowcrested 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 On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves. | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Washes the grave with silvery tears. | |
Between 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 in a sickle of leather War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions. | |
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 goin' 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 On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Tracing a sparrow on snowcrested 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 On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves. | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Washes the grave with silvery tears. | |
Between 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 in a sickle of leather War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions. | |
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. |