Оригинален текст
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without any seam nor needlework
And then he'll be a true love of mine
Have him to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea-strand,
For then he'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
He once was a true love of mine