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