Very quietly I take my leaveAs quietly as I came here;Quietly I wave good-byeTo the rosy clouds in the western sky.The golden willows by the riversideAre young brides in the setting sun;Their reflections on the shimmering wavesAlways linger in the depth of my heart.The floating heart growing the sludgeSways leisurely under the water;In the gentle waves of CambridgeI would be a water plant!That pool under the shade of elm treesHolds not water but the rainbow from the sky;Shattered to pieces among the duck weedsIs the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?To seek a dream?Just to pole a boat upstreamTo where the green grass is more verdantOr to have the boat fully loaded with starlightAnd sing aloud in the splendor of starlight.But I can’t sing aloudQuietness is my farewell music;Even summer insects heap silence for meSilent is Cambridge tonight!Very quietly I leftAs quietly as I came here;Gently I flick my sleevesNot even a wisp of cloud will I bring away