If you listen you can here it comes.
Wailaree, wailaree.
There is a river called the river of no return,
no return, no return,
sometimes it's peaceful and sometimes wild and free.
Love is a traveller on the river of no return,
no return, no return,
swept on forever to be lost in the stormy sea. (Wailaree).
I can hear the river call (no return, no return).
I can hear my lover call,come to me.
I lost my love on the river,
and forever my heart will yearn.
Gone, gone forever,
down the river of no return.
Wailaree, wailaree.
She never return to me,
wailaree.