Celtic Woman: Scarborough Fair with Lyrics and Story (updated)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uYqgqdM9AXg

Are you goin’ to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there,
he once was a true love of mine.

Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework
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.

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.

The story behind and earlier/other lyrics: Scarborough Fair (ballad) / Wikipedia

An Update Afterwards:

Bringing a Celtic tune here related to my intuitive celebration of Samhain during the previous weekend: Pleiades, Samhain and Celtic Connections / www.symbolic-meanings.com

November Light

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I light up the candle,
it´s cozy and warm inside
In your renewing
darkness and cold
you give me shelter
oh, transforming November

I highly respect your depth,
how it embraces life
beyond the surface,
revealing,
inviting me to
let go of the old burden,
oh, November bold,
inside myself,
the purpose of my life
is being told

and there it is:
this first crystalline snow flake,
clear, innocent and miraculous
like is the precious rebirth
of my authenticity,
never truly been lost,
This inner, eternal light
now shines
bright and wide and high

– Deelia 2013 / Soul Fields Blog ©

 

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Images: wallpaperswide.com, snowflake photo by Wilson Bentley /wikimedia commons