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