The　floati　growing　the　sludge

　came　here；

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

        As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        一遍不够来两遍…

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

?s  i  mi  sh  u  w  u  .com

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.