Presenting you #RaasaKannu A song to wrench your heart in the voice of Vadivelu with AR Rahman's music!  
 
Film Credits  
Movie – Maamannan  
Music - A.R Rahman  
Cast – Udhayanidhi Stalin , Vadivelu , Fahadh Faasil, Keerthy Suresh  
Produced by – Udhayanidhi Stalin  
Co Produced by – Shenbaga Moorthy – R. Arjun Durai  
Banner – Red Giant Movies  
Director – Mari Selvaraj  
DOP – Theni Eswar  
Art Director – Kumar Gangappan  
Editor – Selva Rk  
Action Choreography – Dhilip Subbarayan  
Dance Choreography – Sandy  
Lyrics – YugaBharathi  
Audiography – Suren  
Sound Designer  - Suren.G – Alagiyakoothan.S  
Costume Designer – Sowbarnika  
Costumer – V. Moorthy  
Make up – Raj Kennedy  
Stills – Jaykumar Vairavan  
Publicity Designer – Kabilan  
Vfx – Harihara Sudhan  
DI Colorist – Prasad Somasekar  
DI Line Producer – ML Vijayakumar  
Pro – Sathish (AIM)  
Production Executive  - E Arumugam  
Distribution Manager – C.Raja  
Lyric Animation - Ranjit Kumar Rajendran (SFTS Media)  
 
Song Credits  
Raasa Kannu  
Song Composed, Produced and Arranged by A.R.Rahman  
Lyrics Yugabharathi  
Singer Vadivelu  
Music Supervisor AH Kaashif  
Project Manager Karthik Sekaran  
 
Backing vocals : Sreekanth Hariharan  
 
Orchestration : Suprava Mukherjee  
 
Musicians  
Chennai Strings & Sunshine Orchestra,  
Conducted by Jerry Vincent  
Supervised By Prashanth Venkat  
String Instruments - SM Subhani  
Music Editor Prashanth Venkat    
 
Sound Engineers  
Panchathan Record inn Suresh Permal, Karthik Sekaran, Aravind Crescendo, Suryansh, Sathish V Saravanan  
AM Studios Pradeep Menon, Manoj Raman, Sathya Narayanan, Ainul Huk    
Mixed and Mastered By Nitish R Kumar  
Apple Digital Master and Dolby Atmos by Riyasdeen Riyan  
Musician Coordinator Samidurai R, Abdul Haiyum.  
 
Lyrics  English Translation  
 
The hill is on fire, dear son,  
And my heart bursts into flames  
 
The hill is on fire, dear son,  
And my heart bursts into flames  
 
Pick up the drum and beat up a tempo  
I shall sing out my heart that reels in sorrow  
 
Pick up the drum and beat up a tempo  
I shall sing out my heart that reels in sorrow  
 
The ones who lived shrivelled and shrunken  
The ones who huddled in hardship  
The ones who have known famine and hunger  
They are an army, yet are fearful  
 
Wounds aplenty, dear son  
Would speaking of it make them heal?  
 
Would they heal?  
Would they heal?  
Would they heal, my dear son?  
 
A patch of thorns in the wilderness  
turned a path as we trod on  
 
A patch of thorns in the wilderness  
turned a path as we trod on  
 
All those paths we tread,  
who has blocked with a fence?  
 
Knowing not where to head  
We roam hither and thither  
 
Wounds aplenty, dear son  
Would speaking of it make them heal?  
 
The hill is on fire, dear son,  
And my heart bursts into flames  
 
The hill is on fire, dear son,  
And my heart bursts into flames  
 
Pick up the drum and beat up a tempo  
I shall sing out my heart that reels in sorrow  
 
Pick up the drum and beat up a tempo  
I shall sing out my heart that reels in sorrow  
 
The ones who lived shrivelled and shrunken  
The ones who huddled in hardship  
The ones who have known famine and hunger  
They are an army, yet are fearful  
 
Wounds aplenty, dear  
Would speaking of it make them heal?  
 
Would they heal?  
Would they heal?  
Would they heal, my dear son?  
 
Wounds aplenty, dear son  
Would speaking of it make them heal?.  
 
Music Label - Sony Music Entertainment India Pvt. Ltd.  
 
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