Onward and ever onward

(2411)  Ganer e gaungottarii

This Gangotrii of song,
It races toward the sea.
Any blockage of rocks it heeds not;
A way forward it goes on making.

From some unborn origin a sound had arrived;
It had gone floating on the current of time.
Along a path rugged with snags by the hundreds,
This river, it dances on a stream of melody.

Of neither sound nor songs there is an end,
Much like there is no end of life as well.
The work is but to go ahead, flouting all fear and shyness,
Bursting the gloomy darkness in a bastille.

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