My own love said to me "My mother won't mind
And my daughters 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, till 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 this swan in the evening moves over the lake
I dreamed last night that my own love came in
He came in so sweetly his feet made no din
He came close beside me and this he did say:
"It will not be long Love till our wedding day"
It will not be long love, long love, long love, love
