paroles de chanson She Moved Through The Fair - Art Garfunkel
My
young
love
said
to
me:
'My
father
won't
mind
And
my
mother
won't
cite
you
For
your
lack
of
kind.'
Then
she
drew
closer
to
me
And
this
she
did
say:
'It
will
not
be
long,
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
then
she
went
homeward
With
one
star
awake
As
the
swan
in
the
evening,
the
evening
Moves
over
the
lake
Last
night
she
came
to
me
She
came
softly
in,
So
softly
she
came
That
her
feet
made
no
din
And
she
laid
her
hand
on
me,
And
this
she
did
say'
'It
will
not
be
long,
long,
love
'Till
our
wedding
day.'
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