She Moved Thru' The Fair - Celtic Woman

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 
"Oh, 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. 

And she made her way onward 
With one star awake 
As the swan in the evening 
Moves over the lake. 

Last night she came to me 
She came softly in 
So softly she came 
Her feet made no din. 

And she laid her hand on me 
And this she did say 
"It will not be long love 
'Til our wedding day".