Besedila: Van Morrison. Irish Heartbeat. 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

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 moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her move here
And move there

And she went her way homeward
With one star awake
As the swan in the evening
Moved over the lake

Last night she came to me
My young love came in
So softly she entered
That her feet made no din

And she came close beside me
And this she did say
?It will not be long love
Till our wedding day?