Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

一遍不够来两遍…

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

uietly　as　I　came　here；

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge