The morning breeze came to congratulate the old wine-seller

For the season of joy, pleasure, coquetry, and wine has arrived

The air became the breath of Christ, and the breeze, the opener of musk

The trees turned green, and the birds began to sing

The oven of the tulip burned so brightly with the spring breeze

That the bud was drenched in sweat, and the rose came to a boil

Listen with attentive ears to me and strive for joy

For this enchanting word came to my ear from the divine caller

Return from the thought of separation so that you may become united

By the decree that when Ahriman appeared, Soroush came

I do not know from the morning bird what the free lily

Listened to, that it came silent with ten tongues

What place is there for the talk of strangers in the gathering of intimacy?

Cover the top of the cup, for the cloak-wearer has arrived

Hafez goes from the monastery to the tavern

Perhaps from the intoxication of ascetic hypocrisy, he has come to his senses