The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

uietly　as　I　came　here；

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

一遍不够来两遍…

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！