To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

　I　wave　good－bye

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

一遍不够来两遍…

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

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Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；