As She Moved Through the Fair

My young love said to me, ""My mother won't mind, And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind"" And she stepped away from me, and this she did say: ""It will not be long, love, till our wedding day"" Ooh She stepped away from me, and she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there And she made her way homeward with one star awake As the swan, in the evening, moves over the lake Ah Last night she came to me, she came softly in So softly she entered, her feet made no din And she laid her hand on me, and this she did say: ""It will not be long, love, till our wedding day"" Ooh ""It will not be long, love, till our wedding day""