The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

一遍不够来两遍…

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

uietly　as　I　came　here；