Celtic Woman "Scarborough fair" lyrics

Translation to:hujaru

Scarborough fair

Are you going to Scarborough fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mine

Tell him to make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout no seam nor needleworkThen he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to find me an acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeBetween the salt water and the sea strandThen he'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mine

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