Traditional: She Moved Through The Fair - Albrecht Mayer, The King's Singers

My young love said to me, my mother won’t mind

And my father won’t slight you for your lack of kine

And she stepped away from me and this she did say

It will not be long love 'til our wedding day

She stepped away from me and she moved through the fair

And fondly I watched her move here and move there

Then she went her way homeward with one star awake

As the swan in the evening moves over the lake

The people were saying no two were e’er wed

But one has 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

I dreamt it last night that my young love came in

So softly she entered her feet made no din

She came close beside me and this she did say

It will not be long love 'til our wedding day