If you listen you can hear it call.(Wailaree). There is a river called the river of no return, sometimes it's peaceful and sometimes wild and free. Love is a traveller on the river of 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.. You never return to me.