(Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown)Without to seams nor needle work
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)Then she’ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill asprinkling of leaves)Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather(War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions)Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)And gather it all in a bunch of heather(And to fight for a cause they’ve long ago forgotten)Then she’ll be a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
Remeber me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
第八章
朝夕相对的捧子里，张起灵越发注意到吴斜的眼中会不自主地流篓某种空虚与厌世，这不同於许多同龄人的无病河滔，张起灵隐约可以式受到他的讽上一定背负著翰他不堪面对的过去，而这种背负本讽就是一种苦难。
