Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

uietly　as　I　came　here；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

一遍不够来两遍…

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves