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Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

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Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

I　would　be　a　water　plant！

Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

一遍不够来两遍…

y　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

Quietly　I　wave　good－bye