The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

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Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

一遍不够来两遍…

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

　I　wave　good－bye

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；