Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

一遍不够来两遍…

uietly　as　I　came　here；

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave