He Moved Through The Fair - Sinead O'Connor

My own love said to me

«My mother won’t mind.

And my daughters 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 this swan in the evening

moves over the lake

I dreamed last night

that my own love came in He came in so sweetly

his feet made no din

He came close beside me And this he did say

«It will not be long Love

till our wedding day»

It will not be long love

long love

long love

love