mero man anat kaha anat kaha sukh pave
mero man anat kaha anat kaha sukh pave
jaise udi jahaj ko panchi jaise udi jahaj ko panchi
udi jahaj pe aave
mero man anat kaha anat kaha sukh pave

kamal nain ko chhadi mahatam kamal nain ko chhadi mahatam
aur dev ko dhyave param gang ko chadi piyaso
param gang ko chadi piyaso durmati kup khnave
mero man anat kaha anat kaha sukh pave

jinhi madhukar ambhuj ras chakhyo
jinhi madhukar ambhuj ras chakhyo
kyu karil phal bhave kyu kari phal bhave
surdaas prabhu kamdhen taji surdaas prabhu kamdhen taji
cheri koun duhave
mero man anat kaha anat kaha sukh pave

My heart, where can it find its peace?
My heart, where can it find its peace?

Like a bird released from a ship's hold,
Returning always to that same vessel’s fold.
My heart, where can it find its peace?

It abandons the lotus eyes, the divine,
And seeks solace in lesser shrines.
Leaving the Ganges, it thirsts,
Digging a well of ignorance that bursts.
My heart, where can it find its peace?

The bee that has tasted the lotus's sweet nectar,
Why would it then crave the bitter carrion’s factor?
Surdas says, forsaking the wish-granting cow,
Why would you milk a goat's barren furrow now?
My heart, where can it find its peace?