tu dhundhta hai jisko basti me aake ban me
wo saanvra salona rahta hai, rahta hai tere man me
tu dhundhta hai

masjid me mandiro me parvat ki kankado me
masjid me mandiro me parvat ki kankado me
nadiyo ke paaniyo me, gahre samandro me
lehra raha hai wo hi, khud apne baankpan me
khud apne baankpan me
wo saanvra salona rahta hai, rahta hai tere man me
tu dhundhta hai

har jarre me rama hai, har phul me basa hai
har jarre me rama hai, har phul me basa hai
har chij me usika jalva jhalak raha hai
harkat wo kar raha hai, har ik ke tan badan me
har ik ke tan badan me
wo saanvra salona rahta hai, rahta hai tere man me
tu dhundhta hai

You seek Him in the village, then the wild,
But the dark, graceful one resides, a child
within your heart.
You seek.

In mosques and temples, in mountains' stones,
In river waters, in the deep sea's groans,
He dances, he breathes,
a playful art
Within Himself.
The dark, graceful one resides, a child
within your heart.
You seek.

He permeates each atom, dwells in every bloom,
His glory shines in every space, dispelling gloom.
He moves, He guides,
a vibrant start,
Within each frame.
The dark, graceful one resides, a child
within your heart.
You seek.