My young love said to me My won't mind And my father won't slight you For lack of kind Then she stepped away from me And she did say \"It will not be long love, till wedding day\".
She stepped away from me and she moved through the fair and fondly I watched her Moved here move there Then she made her way homeward with one star awake the swan in evening moves over the lake
I dreamt it last night That my dead love came in So softly moved That her feet made no din Then she close beside me And this she did say \"It will not be long love, till our day\".