Very quietly I take my leave ,
As quietly as I came here ；
Quietly I wave good-bye ,
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 floatingheart 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 pieces among the duckweeds ,
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream
To seek a dream?Just to pole a boat upstream ,
To where the green grass is more verdant ；
Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight ,
And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight .
But I cannot sing aloud ,
Quietness is my farewell music ；
Even summer insects keep silence for me ,
Silent is Cambridge tonight !
Very quietly I take my leave ,
As quietly as I came here ；
Gently I flick my sleeves ,
Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away .
