Every key moment, with the real clip, on its line
Hi Narin, here is the board again with your notes applied.
Real footage only, and the ending is now in the mountains under the night sky. Every shot that changed is marked “New”. The lines you marked still have the gold frame.
The pictures are library previews, so some carry a watermark. The film itself will be 4K.
Tap any picture to watch that clip moving on the library’s own page.
Intro · from 0:00
“This seems fine.”
Unchanged. One long, slow flight with no cuts. The last shot of the film mirrors this one, now over the mountains.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Rising over the city at sunrise
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Down to the house by the water, and its tall tree
Verse 1 · from 0:12
“A sophisticated person showing his wealth in a house setting only.”
No table setting any more. He is in his house with his wealth around him. The news now reaches him in his own study. The bird lifts off properly, up into the sky.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Haumain meri na milan denda
My ego does not let me meet You
He walks through his house
See the clip on Envato ↗In his chair, his suit, his cuffs
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Daat teriyan naal judiya rehnda
I stay attached to Your gifts
His watch
See the clip on Envato ↗Sab mera mera mann ae kehnda
My mind keeps saying: it's all mine
The bird drops to his table for a scrap
See the clip on Envato ↗It is driven off
No real clip of a hand driving it away exists. The bird startles and flies off
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Taahi duniya vich main dukh sehnda
That is why I suffer in this world
The news, on the first beat of the line. His face changes, in his own house above the sea
See the clip on Envato ↗The bird lifts off
See the clip on Envato ↗Up into the open sky, straight into the pre-chorus
Pre-chorus 1 · from 0:59
“Tann, mann, tunn: here, seen from the air, they belong to the world rather than to any person.”
Unchanged. Long holds, in the order of the words, never cut on the words.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tann vi tera
The body is Yours
Tann: rock and ridge, the body of the earth
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Mann vi tera
The mind is Yours
Mann: sky and cloud
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tun vi tera
Even You are Yours
Tunn: river and forest, owned by no one
See the clip on Artgrid ↗The coast in gold
Chorus 1 · from 1:27
“Give each shot more time slot. This chorus is about the mountain.”
The two gatherings are out. Five shots instead of eight, each held about three seconds. The lamps run in slow motion. Prayer flags on the mountain are in.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗The sun breaking over the mountains
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Rows of lamps being lit, in slow motion
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tera tera tera tera
Yours, Yours, Yours, Yours
Folded hands against the light
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Prayer flags in the wind, under the snow peaks
See the clip on Envato ↗A prayer bell at a temple in the Himalayas
A bell with mountains behind it: not found. This is the closest real one
Verse 2 · from 1:42
“Just use a little of him walking and more of the gazing shots. Grain is fine instead of bread.”
The garden: a little walking, mostly him gazing. The same bird eats grain from his hand. Then one single shot for both window lines, him on the balcony as the day goes down.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Bahar andar sab vich vasda
Outside, inside, You dwell in everything
Morning in the garden, mostly him gazing
See the clip on Envato ↗Jadon jagiya duniya vekh main hasda
When I woke, I looked at the world and laughed
The same bird eats grain from his hand
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Raat langhni hai, ghar jaana hai savera
The night has to pass; at dawn I must go home
On the balcony over the city, sunset
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Chhadna ae duniya, ghar baar basera
The world must be left behind
The same shot, unbroken, through this line too
Pre-chorus 2 · from 2:29
“You might need more videos, walking in the woods, touch the plants, more sitting meditating.”
Five shots now instead of three. Bare feet, his hand through the ferns, his eyes closing, sitting still in the forest. For Tun vi tera he looks back at the city one last time, in silhouette.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tann vi tera
The body is Yours
Tann: bare feet on the forest floor
See the clip on Artgrid ↗His hand brushes the ferns as he walks
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Mann vi tera
The mind is Yours
Mann: his eyes close, stillness
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Sitting in the forest, meditating
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tun vi tera
Even You are Yours
Tunn: in silhouette, he looks back at the city one last time, then walks on
Chorus 2 · from 2:55
“Maybe add a video where the man stands near a lake with camera rotation around him, surrounded by mountains on all sides.”
A new bow, fully clothed. Then him in a mountain lake at sunset, in silhouette, mountains on every side. Then a small figure in the mountains, held long.
See the clip on Envato ↗He bows his head, hands together, to the sky
See the clip on Envato ↗In the mountain lake at sunset, in silhouette, mountains on every side
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Held long: a small figure in the mountains, from above
Verse 3 · from 3:09
“Keep the ending night sky and mountains only.”
New setting: he climbs. By the time the line comes he is already standing above the clouds at sunset. His hands go up and stay up.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Aao kariye sachcha vaapaar
Come, let us do the true trade
He walks up into the mountains
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Katiye aavan jaavan baar baar
Let us end this coming and going
Higher, above the clouds
Righting the fallen plant has no real clip, so his climb carries this line
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Already in place as the sun goes down
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Ral-mil kariye dilon pukaar
Together, let us cry out from the heart
Both hands up, a call
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Bakhsh deyo mere daataar
Forgive me, my Giver
The same shot: hands still up, reaching into the last light
Final chorus · from 3:36
“Instead of the ocean we can stay with the mountains, with night skies with stars.”
His hands stay up through every 'kya mera'. Then he walks on up the ridge into the last light and is gone. Night and stars over the mountains, held long. Dawn. Then we rise, like the opening.
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tera tera tera, kya mera
Yours, Yours, Yours. What is mine?
Between the three 'kya mera': the mountains above the clouds. Each time we return, his hands are still up
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Tann vi tera
The body is Yours
He walks on up the ridge into the last light, like someone walking home
See the clip on Envato ↗Night. The stars over the mountains, held long
See the clip on Envato ↗The night passing
See the clip on Artgrid ↗Sab Tera
All is Yours
Dawn on the same mountains, empty and calm
See the clip on Envato ↗We rise over the mountains, like the first shot. Then black, then the title
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