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