She Moved Through the Fair

My young love came to me
She moved through the fair
So softly she wandered both here and there
And she laid her hand on me and this she did say
«It will not be long, long 'til our wedding day»
My young love came to me
She softly came in
So softly she came, that her feet made no din
Then she made her way homeward
With one star awake, like the swan in the evening moves over the lake