Scarborough Fair/Canticlle (исполнитель: Celia Pavey)
Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. He once was a [bad word] love of mine. Tell him to make me a cambric shirt: Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme. Without no seams nor needlework, Then he'll be a [bad word] love of mine. Tell him to find me an acre of land: Parsley, sage, rosemary, & thyme Between the salt water and the sea strand, Then he'll be a [bad word] love of mine. Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather: Parslеy, sage, rosemary & thyme. And gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then he'll be a [bad word] love of mine.