Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

uietly　as　I　came　here；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

The　floati　growing　the　sludge

一遍不够来两遍…

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。