Sinad O'Connor — 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 He went away from me and this he did say 'It will not be long love till our wedding day.' He went away from me and he moved through the fair And slowly I watched him move here and move there He went his way homeward with one star awake As the swan in the evening moves over the lake I dreamed last night that my young love came in He came in so sweetly, his feet made no din; He stepped close beside me, and this he did say 'It will not be long love, till our wedding day' 'It will not be long love, till our wedding day'