Drink wine and scatter roses, what do you seek from life?

The rose said this at dawn, O nightingale, what do you say?

Take your seat in the rose garden so that the beloved and the Saqi

You kiss the lips and cheeks, drink wine, and smell the roses

Walk gracefully like the boxwood and head to the rose garden

So that the cypress learns from your stature how to be charming

To whom will your smiling bud give fortune?

O elegant branch of the rose, for whom are you blooming?

Today, when your market is bustling with buyers

Seize the moment and store a treasure of goodness

Like a beautiful candle in the path of the wind

Tie the side of artistry from the beautiful candle

That lock of hair, each curl of which is worth a hundred Chinese musk pouches

It would be pleasant if its fragrance were from good character

Every bird has come to the king's garden with a melody

The nightingale with its music, Hafez with his ghazal-saying