My young love said to me: "My mother won't mind. And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind." And he laid his hand on me and this he did say: "Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day." And he went away from me and moved through the fair And fondly I watched him move here and move there And he laid his hand on me and this he did say: "Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day." Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see My own darling duo sat smiling by me And he laid his hand on me and this he did say: "Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day." Last night he came to me, my dead love came in And so softly he came that his feet made no din And then he went homeward just one star awake Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake My young love said to me: "My mother won't mind. And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind." And he laid his hand on me and this he did say: "Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day." And he laid his hand on me and this he did say: "Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day."
Van Gogh lyrics