Scarborough Fair
James Last And His Orchestra Lyrics


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Pauvre garçon qui pense au pays
Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Pauvre garçon que l`amour oublie
Un peu plus à chaque matin
Veux-tu ma belle tailler pour moi
Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Une chemise dans les draps
Où naguère nous dormions si bien

Veux-tu me trouver un arpent de terre
Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Tout près de l`église au bord de la mer
Pour chanter mon dernier refrain
Maintenant je sais que c`est la fin du soleil
Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Et je voudrais que ce soit toi ma belle
Qui m`enterre de tes propres mains

Pauvre garçon qui pense au pays
Chevrefeuille que tu es loin




Pauvre garçon que l`amour oublie
Un peu plus à chaque matin

Overall Meaning

These French lyrics, although not the original English lyrics of "Scarborough Fair," convey a similar sentiment of longing and lost love. The singer addresses a "poor boy" who continually thinks of their home ("pays") and a distant honeysuckle ("chevrefeuille"), symbolizing their separation. The boy laments how love forgets him more with each passing morning. He asks the object of his affection, referred to as "my beauty," if she will trim a shirt out of the sheets where they once slept so well together.


The lyrics continue with the boy asking her to find him a plot of land near the church by the sea, where he can sing his final refrain. He acknowledges that the sun is setting on his life, and he wishes it would be her, his beloved, who buries him with her own hands. The repetition of the phrase "poor boy" and "my beauty" reinforces the sense of both vulnerability and longing that permeates the song.


Overall, these lyrics evoke a sense of yearning and loss, capturing the bittersweet emotions of a love that is slowly fading away. The imagery of the distant honeysuckle, the sleeping sheets, and the final request for burial by the beloved's own hands all contribute to a somber and melancholic tone.


Line by Line Meaning

Pauvre garçon qui pense au pays
A poor boy who longs for his homeland


Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Like a distant honeysuckle


Pauvre garçon que l'amour oublie
A poor boy forgotten by love


Un peu plus à chaque matin
A little more each morning


Veux-tu ma belle tailler pour moi
Will you, my love, trim for me


Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Like a distant honeysuckle


Une chemise dans les draps
A shirt in the sheets


Où naguère nous dormions si bien
Where once we slept so well


Veux-tu me trouver un arpent de terre
Will you find me a plot of land


Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Like a distant honeysuckle


Tout près de l'église au bord de la mer
Close to the church by the sea


Pour chanter mon dernier refrain
To sing my final refrain


Maintenant je sais que c'est la fin du soleil
Now I know it's the end of the sun


Chevrefeuille que tu es loin
Like a distant honeysuckle


Et je voudrais que ce soit toi ma belle
And I wish it were you, my love


Qui m'enterre de tes propres mains
To bury me with your own hands




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Arthur Garfunkel, Paul Simon

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