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