To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
In the gentle waves of Cambridge
I would be a water pnt！
That pool uhe shade of elm trees
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
Quietly I wave good－bye
Sways leisurely uhe water；
The floati growing the sludge
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The floati growing the sludge
Sways leisurely uhe water；
Are young brides iting sun；
Are young brides iting sun；
came here；
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky。
一遍不够来两遍…
As quietly as I came here；
I would be a water pnt！
Their refles on the shimmering waves
In the gentle waves of Cambridge
The golden willows by the riverside
Very quietly I take my leave
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky。
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the riverside
Quietly I wave good－bye
Their refles on the shimmering waves
That pool uhe shade of elm trees