一遍不够来两遍…

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

　came　here；

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

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        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.