The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        一遍不够来两遍…

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

?s  i  mi  sh  u  w  u  .com

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

　came　here；

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees