Have you been to Scarborough Market?
Turnip, sage, rosemary and thyme
Say hello to one of the girls there for me
She was once my lover.
Ask her to make me a linen shirt
(Deep in the green forest and beside the mountain)
Turnip, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Chasing birds on brown snow-capped mountains)
There are no seams or needlework on it.
(The mountains are the carpets and sheets for the children of the mountains)
She will be my true love.
(While sleeping, the horn sounds loudly calling)
Ask her to find a piece of land for me
(From a few small blades of grass beside the hill)
Turnip, sage, rosemary and thyme
(The falling silver tears wash over the tomb)
Right between the salt water and the sea
(The soldier wipes his gun)
She will be my true love.
Ask her to harvest with a leather sickle
(The flames of war roar, and the scarlet bullets scream)
Turnip, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
Tie the harvested heather into a bunch
(Fighting for a long-forgotten cause)
She will be my true love.