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        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        That　pool　uhe　shade　of　elm　trees

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

        Sways　leisurely　uhe　water；

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

        Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

　came　here；

        I　would　be　a　water　pnt！

        The　floati　growing　the　sludge

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        Are　young　brides　iting　sun；

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

        The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

        Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

        Their　refles　on　the　shimmering　waves

        In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

        To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

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