That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

一遍不够来两遍…

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

uietly　as　I　came　here；

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。