Nhạc sĩ: Traditional
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My young love said to me, my mother won't mindAnd my father won't slight you for your lack of kindAnd she stepped away from me, and this she did sayIt will not be long, love, till our wedding dayShe stepped away from me, and she moved through the fairSo slowly I watched her move here and move thereAnd she went her way homeward with one star awayAs the swan in the evening moved over the lakeLast night she came to me, my young love came inSo softly she entered, that her feet made no dinAnd she lay close beside me, and this she did sayIt will not be long, love, till our wedding dayIt will not be long, love, till our wedding day*
