Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

一遍不够来两遍…

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

uietly　as　I　came　here；

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees