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