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• Artiste: Suzanne Clachair
• Titre: She Moved Through The Fair
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Is e a duirt mo ghra ban liom: 'Ni bhacfaidh'n mhaithrin Is ni mhasloidh m'athair thu ar d'easpasa maoin',' Agus ghlac cupla ceim uaim is seo a duirt si: 'Ni fada, a stoirin, go mbeidh bainis againn.' 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 stepp'd away from me and this she did say 'It will not be long love till our wedding day.' She went away from me, and she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there Then she went homeward with one star awake ' As the swan in the evening moves over the lake The people were saying no two were e'er wed But one had a sorrow that never was said She went away from me with her goods and her gear And that was the last that I saw of my dear I dreamed it last night, my dear love came in So softly she came that her feet made no din She laid her hands on me, and this she did say 'It will not be long love, till our wedding day