Feargal Sharkey - 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 kine."

And she stepped 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.

And she made her way homeward,

One star awake,

As the swan in the evening

Moved on from the lake.

Last night I dreamt

My young love came in,

So softly she entered

Her feet made no din.

And she came close beside me

And this she did say:

"It will not be long, love,

Till our wedding day."

"It will not be long, love,

Till our wedding day."