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Scarborough Fair - Simon & Garfunkel: a cloze exercise

Scarborough Fair - Simon & GarfunkelLa "Fiera di Scarborough" è una canzone tradizionale inglese del XVIII secolo con diverse strofe per la parte maschile e quella femminile, con il ritornello cantato a due voci. Paul Simon ha riprodotto con qualche variazione parte delle strofe immaginandole tutte per la voce maschile; poi si aggiunge un sottofondo inedito (le parole tra parentesi). Il ritornello privo di significato - "prezzemolo, salvia, rosmarino e timo" - crea la cantilena.

Words and Verbs to insert:

acre= acro -- cambric= di tela -- gather= raccogliere -- heather= erica -- needlework= cuciture -- salt= salata -- seams= giunture -- sickle= falce -- strands= spiagge -- to find= trovare -- to make= fare -- to reap= mietere
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her me a shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snowcrested brown)
Without no nor
(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 me an of land
(On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the water and the sea
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her it with a of leather
(War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And it all in a bunch of
(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
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snowcrested brown)
Without no seams nor needlework
(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 a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strands
(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
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine