Translation:

It’s morning and there’s wine so we’re going to stand on the sky

We’re going to go beyond Taurus to the constellation of the moon

We’re not looking for a fight, and have nothing to say about others

For it’s time for union, and with that we’ll be glad

Your face is a garden of roses, and your lip a land of sugar

We all become like sweet flowers in the shadow of these two

The sun of your sweet face is as boundless as the sun’s beams

So we have to stay up with you all night just like the moon

Your hair is the Night of Destiny, your face is a new day (Nawruz)

We’re between her day and night, just like the dawn

We don’t know this face, because you appeared in that one

But if you appear in another way, we’ll come by another way

You are the sun of the world and we are but hidden specks of dust

Shine on these specks, so that we can be seen

When the sun is lost and bedazzled by your face

It’s no wonder that we specks of dust are all love-dazed

I said, “When you come, you will open 200 doors.”

They said, “This is true, but only if we come…”

I said, “Just as the sea does not come to the stream,

We, like the flowing water, will journey forth to her

O herald of the unseen, speak, so that we

From your glad tidings and good news, will be glad, blissfully.

 

 

Original:

صبح است و صبوح است بر این بام برآییم              از ثور گریزیم و به برج قمر آییم