Scarborough Fair Lyrics - Gunslinger Girl: Il Teatrino

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Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
She was once a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and 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, and thyme,
Between the salt water and the
sea-strand,
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of
leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and 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, and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
She was once a true love of mine