Carrying the aspirations and hopes
Of the millions down
She flows gently from the mountains
With a mystic smile
Caring the seekers of truth
Parting without sadness
She flows through the holiness
Of the cities nearby
Purifying the millions Of souls
Both dead and living
And taking the ashes and carcasses
Without any complaint or grudge
Of those who made her filthy and messy
Helping the dwellers and farmers
Through her way down
Feeding the cattles and humans
With all her strength and power
Till she reaches the ocean
Oh mother Ganges
We owe you beyond words