Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
Very quietly I take my leave As quietly as I came here Quietly I wave good-bye To the rosy clouds in the western sky The golden willows by the riverside Are young brides in the setting sun Their reflections on the shimmering waves Always linger in the depth of my heart The floating heart growing in the sludge Sways leisurely under the water In the gentle waves of Cambridge I would be a water plant That pool under the shade of elm trees Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky Shattered to...
Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
Very quietly I take my leave As quietly as I came here Quietly I wave good-bye To the rosy clouds in the western sky The golden willows by the riverside Are young brides in the setting sun Their reflections on the shimmering waves Always linger in the depth of my heart The floating heart growing in the sludge Sways leisurely under the water In the gentle waves of Cambridge I would be a water plant That pool under the shade of elm trees Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky Shattered to...
