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