Are you going to Scarborough Fair?- Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme -Remember me to one who lives there,He was once a true love of mine...Tell him to make me a cambric shirt,- Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme -Without no seams nor needle work,Then he'll be a true love of mine.Tell him to find me an acre of land,
- Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme -
Between salt water and the sea strands,
Then he'll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather,
- Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme -
And gather it all in a bunch of heather,
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...
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
For she once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without no seam nor fine needlework,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Which never sprung water nor rain ever fell,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Ask her to do me this courtesy,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And ask for a like favour from me,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Have you been to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me from one who lives there,
For he once was a true love of mine.
Ask him to find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between the salt water and the sea-sand,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
Ask him to plough it with a sheep's horn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And sow it all over with one peppercorn,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
Ask him to reap it with a sickle of leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And gather it up with a rope made of heather,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
When he has done and finished his work,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Ask him to come for his cambric shirt,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
If you say that you can't, then I shall reply,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Oh, Let me know that at least you will try,
Or you'll never be a true love of mine.
si alguien se atreve con la traduccion que la pase, please!!
Parece que que las emociones esta tarde venían por pares. Unas horas mas tarde, una amiga (de cuyo nombre me acuerdo pero no quiero nombrar aquí) me sorprendió inesperadamente regalándome una edición especial de "
A King Of Magic" de Queen. Este disco, para mi está cargado de significado, con toda seguridad, mucho más del que ella misma pensó. Me vinieron a la memoria con emoción (ootra veezzz...) recuerdos de otros tiempos en los que, más joven que ahora, si es que eso es posible... y calzando chupa de cuero, tuve la fortuna de asistir al histórico concierto "
las Leyendas de la guitarra en Sevilla" y mas afortunado aun al poder estrechar la mano de algunos de esos grandes guitarristas,
como el propio Bryan May o Joe Satriani (hay fotos, quizá si las encuentro, algún día las coloque por aquí). Digo histórico, por que en nuestro país aun no se ha vuelto a repetir evento igual... sin olvidar el fiestón que me pegue ese finde en Sevilla y olé...
Y que decir de las fotos de la pelicula "Los inmortales" que vienen dentro del libreto del disco, xD una de mis favoritas!!... mira sabes que te digo que mejor dejo de enrollarme escribiendo y me pongo la pelicula, por enesima vez... para cerrar este dia con un broche especial...
aaa... casi lo olvido!!! gracias por tu privilegiada voz que alegra el mundo, por tus ánimos cuando los necesité y por tu regalo