She Moved Through The Fair by Sinead O'connor

My own love said to me
"my mother won't mind
"and my father 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
'til 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 a swan in the evening
Moves over the lake.

I dreamt last night
That my own love came in
He came in so sweetly
His feet made no din
He stepped close beside me
And this he did say
"it will not be long love
'til our wedding day"
"it will not be long love
'til our wedding day"