Scarborough Fair - My Dying Bride

[00:12.25]Take the Linton falls water so white
[00:20.97]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
[00:27.84]From cold it's bed then up to the sky
[00:36.98]And then she'll be a true love of mine
[00:45.05]Ask for angels a chariot to make
[00:53.57]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
[01:00.76]White swan feathers black and the wings of the night
[01:09.14]She will breathe the true love of mine
[01:17.52]Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
[01:26.34]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
[01:33.31]Remember me to one who lives there
[01:41.49]For once she was a true love of mine
[01:50.21]Have her make me a cambric shirt
[01:57.44]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
[02:04.17]Without no seam nor fine needle work
[02:12.40]And then she'll be a true love of mine
[02:21.02]Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane
[02:28.10]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
[02:35.08]And gather it all with a basket of flowers
[02:43.15]And the she'll be a true love of mine
[02:52.28]Dear, when thou has finished thy task
[03:00.40]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
[03:08.19]Come to me, my hand for to ask
[03:16.61]For thou then are a true love of mine