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 !
O saqi, may your wine never cease to flow,
And may your glass forever have
The radiance of the sun !
O Lord of Love, I surrender myself,
Body and soul to your will ! Show me
The right path, and sustain my failing courage!
Haunting memories of bygone days,
And love songs ringing in my ears!
My heart is all at sea.
O golden oriole, winter's gone,
Gay spring has come again !
Step out and feast your weary eyes
On the myraid flowers abloom.