paroles de chanson She Moved Through the Fair (Traditional Melody Version) - Deborah Stokol

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
'Til our wedding-day

As she stepped away from me
And moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her
Go here and go 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 were ever wed
But one had a sorrow that
Never was said
And I smiled as she passed
With her goods and her 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
As she laid her hand on me
And this she did say,
It will not be long, love
'Til our wedding-day