RIGHT THERE ACROSS THE CHENAB

“Paar Channah dey-Coke Studio”

Love the lyrics to death…

 

 

Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut
Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going
Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going
The night is deathly dark, the river waves surge high around us
Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going
The night is deathly dark, the river waves surge high around us

Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
I am a pot made of unbaked clay, bound to melt away in the river
Being unsound and unsteady, I cannot but fail in carrying you across
I cannot but fail in carrying you across
Being unsound and unsteady, I cannot but fail in carrying you across
I am a pot made of unbaked clay, bound to melt away in the river
Being unsound and unsteady, I cannot but fail in carrying you across
The unsound can only reach an unsound end…
This is a truth known to all
Don’t rely on the unsound to help you reach the shore
Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
The night is deathly dark, the river waves surge high around us
Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going
The night is deathly dark, the river waves surge high around us…
Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
Look, the waves are splashing higher and higher, but don’t lose heart
Look, the waves are splashing higher and higher, but don’t lose heart
I must go to meet Mahiwal this night at any cost
I must go to meet Mahiwal this night at any cost
Look, the waves are splashing higher and higher, but don’t lose heart
So help transport me there
I must go to meet Mahiwal this night at any cost
Yes, my heart insists on going
Tonight, a lover will be greeted with the corpse of his beloved
Tonight, a lover will be greeted with the corpse of his beloved
Tonight, a lover will be greeted with the corpse of his beloved
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going
Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut…
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going

The night is deathly dark, the river waves surge high around us
Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
Right there across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut
…across the Chenab river lies my beloved’s hut…

Yes, my beloved’s hut
… lies my beloved’s hut
Come on, clay-pot, let’s keep going
The night is deathly dark, the river waves surge high around us
Oh listen, girl, don’t be stubborn
Hold firmly to…
Hold firmly to the sound guide who will take you safely to the shore…
… who will take you safely to the shore
O clay-pot
Take you safely to the shore…
O clay-pot

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