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Scarborough Fair

( Engels Traditioneel )

Scarborough Fair, wie kent het niet? 70-er jaren, Simon and Garfunkel.. maar het origineel is een stuk ouder. Dit Engelse raadselliedje -de tekst staat hieronder- geeft aan hoe moeilijk het is om een verloren geliefde terug te winnen.

Where are you going? To Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to a bonny lass there,
For once she was a true lover of mine.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without any needle or thread work'd in it,
And she shall be a true lover of mine.

Tell her to wash it in yonder well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where water ne'er sprung nor a drop of rain fell,
And she shall be a true lover of mine.

Tell her to plough me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between the sea and the salt sea strand,
And she shall be a true lover of mine.

Tell her to plough it with one ram's horn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And sow it all over with one pepper corn,
And she shall be a true lover of mine.

Tell her to to reap it with a stickle of feather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And tie it all up with a tomtit’s feather,
And she shall be a true lover of mine.

Tell her to gather it all in a sack,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And carry it home on a butterfly's back,
And then she shall be a true lover of mine.

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