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点击复制My young love said to me:
"My mother won't mind
And my father won't cite you
For your lack of kind."
Then 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 then she went homeward
With one star awake
As the swan in the evening,
Moves over the lake
Last night I dreamt
My own love give me,
So softly she came
Her feet made no din
And she laid her hand on me,
And this she did say:
"It will not be long love
Till our wedding day.
It will not be long love
Till our wedding day."