Ghazal 013 from Divan of Hafez

Dawn breaks, and the clouds gather,
"Drink! Drink!" the morning calls to friends.

Dewdrops fall on the face of the tulip,
"Evermore! Evermore!" to loved ones.

A heavenly breeze blows from the meadow,
So drink, sip by sip, the pure wine.

The flower has laid out an emerald bed in the garden,
So enjoy a moment of bliss like a fiery ruby.

The tavern door is closed once more,
O Opener, open the doors!

Your lips and teeth owe a debt of gratitude,
To these burning hearts and souls.

What a strange season this is,
To close the tavern so hastily.

On the face of the fairy-like wine-server,
Like Hafez, drink pure wine.