My young love said to me
"My mother won`t mind
and my father won`t slight you for your lack of kind"
and she stepped away from me
and this she did say
"it will not be long love, till our wedding day"
she stepped away from me
and she moved through the fair
and fondly I watched her move here and move there
and she went her way homeward
with one star awake
as the swan in the evening moves over the lake
Last night she came to me, my young love came in
so softly she entered her feet made no din
and she came close beside me
and this she did say
"it will not be long love, till our wedding day"