Thursday, February 24, 2011

Sinéad O'Connor - She moved through the Fair - Sult 1997


  1. This is a beautifully haunting Irish song. Here are the words.

    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 stepped away from me and this she did say
    It will not be long, love, till our wedding day."
    As she stepped away from me and she moved through the fair
    And fondly I watched her move here and move there
    And then she turned homeward with one star awake
    Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake.

    The people were saying, no two e'er were wed
    But one had a sorrow that never was said
    And I smiled as she passed with her goods and her gear
    And that was the last that I saw of my dear.

    Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
    So softly she came that her feet made no din
    As she laid her hand on me and this she did say:
    It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day.

  2. Wow such a beautiful song. Leave it to the Irish to make love sound so mourningful and lovely.

  3. Lovely, Sarah. Thank you for this contribution to the blog!

  4. One of my favorite ghost songs. Nice, Sarah!