Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

一遍不够来两遍…

e　good－bye

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Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge