O bulbul, let the freedom urge possess your soul!
Bid good bye to your cage, step out,
Gather your flowers and enjoy their bloom!
O saffron flower! sitting in silent meditation
And radiating the fire of youth,
Many a famed beauty swoons
Seeing your amazing, flaming form.
Come, O Gardener!
Come to create the glory of a new spring.
A spring in which
the gul will bloom,
The pangs of love are consuming me.
Beloved, I offer you my life.
How soon after enchanting me you left, O wizard !
Life's springtime, O my youth !
Stay your feet, my love, to let me kiss them
With my life. O, listen to my tale of woe !
My heart is consumed with longing,
Waiting for you, wasting away !
My life lies offered at your feet.
O bless it with your look of grace !
O Lord of Love, I surrender myself,
Body and soul to your will ! Show me
The right path, and sustain my failing courage!
O saqi, may your wine never cease to flow,
And may your glass forever have
The radiance of the sun !