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[ti:She Moved Through The Fair]
[ar:Alan Stivell]
[al:Master Serie]
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[00:00.000]She Moved Through The Fair - Alan Stivell
[00:11.590]Written by：Alan Stivell
[00:23.180]My young love said to me
[00:31.494]My mother won't mind
[00:38.678]And my father won't slight you
[00:48.276]For your lack of kind
[00:55.487]And she put her hand on me
[01:03.696]And told me did say
[01:11.177]How it will not
[01:16.386]Be long love
[01:23.346]Till our wedding day
[01:32.224]She want away from me
[01:39.776]And she moved through the fair
[01:45.804]And fondly I watched her
[01:51.580]Move here and move there
[01:58.333]And she want turned way homeward
[02:04.510]With one star awake
[02:10.990]Like the swans
[02:15.663]In the evening
[02:19.757]Moves over lake
[02:26.904]Last night she came to me
[02:35.048]My dead love came in
[02:41.111]And so softly she came
[02:47.063]That feet made no din
[02:53.800]As she put her hand on me
[02:59.869]And told me did say
[03:06.241]How it will not be long love
[03:15.281]'Til our wedding day