Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again -by Xu Zhimo

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 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 heep 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.