The　floati　growing　the　sludge

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

uietly　as　I　came　here；

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

一遍不够来两遍…

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；