John J. Brackenborough - She Moved Through the Fair - текст песни (слова)

My love said to me:
 "My mother won't mind
 And my father won't slight you
 For your lack of kind".
 And she step'd away from me
 And this she did say:
 "It will not be long, love,
 'Till our wedding day".
 
 She stepped away from me
 And she moved through the fair
 And fondly I watched her
 Move here and move there.
 Then she turned her way homeward,
 With one star awake,
 Like the swan in the evening
 Moves over the lake.
 
 The people were saying,
 No two e'er were wed
 But one had a sorrow
 That never was said.
 And I smiled as she passed
 With her goods and gear
 And that was the last
 That I saw of my dear.
 
 Last night she came to me,
 My dead love came in.
 So softly she came
 That her feet made no din.
 She laid her hand on me,
 And this she did say:
 "It will not be long, love,
 'Til our wedding day".