In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

　I　wave　good－bye

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

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Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

一遍不够来两遍…

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves