in the gentle waves of cambridge
i would be a water pnt！
that pool uhe shade of elm trees
the golden willows by the riverside
are young brides iting sun；
their refles on the shimmering waves
that pool uhe shade of elm trees
holds not water but the rainbow from the sky。
very quietly i take my leave
their refles on the shimmering waves
always linger in the depth of my heart.
the floati growing the sludge
holds not water but the rainbow from the sky。
一遍不够来两遍…
always linger in the depth of my heart.
the floati growing the sludge
sways leisurely uhe water；
as quietly as i came here；
quietly i wave good－bye
to the rosy clouds in the western sky.
sways leisurely uhe water；
in the gentle waves of cambridge
i would be a water pnt！