The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

　came　here；

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        一遍不够来两遍…

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

?s  i  mi  sh  u  w  u  .com

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave