Spring and flowers became joyful and broke repentance

In the joy of the flower's face, remove the root of sorrow from the heart

The morning breeze arrived, supporting the bud

It came out of itself and tore its own garment

Learn the way of sincerity from the pure water of the heart

In truth, seek freedom from the cypress of the meadow

Look at the pollen of the flower seized by the morning breeze

See the curls of the hyacinth on the jasmine

The bride of the bud arrived from the sanctuary with a good omen

Clearly, it takes away the heart and faith with beauty

The call of the troubled nightingale and the cry of the thousand

Came out of the house of sorrow for the union with the flower

Speak of the good company and the cup of wine

According to Hafez's words and the decree of the expert elder