Charlotte Church - She Moved Through The Fair
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 went thro' the fair.
And fondly I watched her move here and move there.
And then she went homeward with one star awake,
As the swan in the evening moves over the lake.