The red rose has bloomed

شکفته شد گل حمرا و گشت بلبل مست

The red rose has bloomed, and the nightingale is drunk;

صلای سرخوشی، ای صوفیان باده پرست

here is the call to merriment, O wine-loving Sufis!

اساس توبه که در محکمی چو سنگ نمود

The foundation of repentance, which seemed as firm as stone,

ببین که جام زجاجی چه طرفه‌اش بشکست

see how strangely a glass cup has shattered it.

بیار باده که در بارگاه استغنا

Bring wine, for in the court of the Self-Sufficient

چه پاسبان و چه سلطان، چه هوشیار و چه مست

what difference between guard and sultan, between sober and drunk?

از این رباط دو در، چون ضرورت است رحیل

Since we must leave this inn with its two doors,

رواق و طاق معیشت، چه سربلند و چه پست

what matter if the arch and vault of your living are high or low?

مقام عیش میسر نمی‌شود بی‌رنج

The station of joy is never reached without pain;

بلی به حکم بلا بسته‌اند عهد الست

yes, the covenant of Alast was sealed under the rule of trial.

به هست و نیست مرنجان ضمیر و خوش می‌باش

Do not trouble your mind over having and not having, and be happy,

که نیستی‌ست سرانجام هر کمال که هست

for nothingness is the end of every perfection there is.

شکوه آصفی و اسب باد و منطق طیر

Asaf's splendour, the wind for a steed, the language of the birds,

به باد رفت و از او خواجه هیچ طرف نبست

all went with the wind, and their master gained nothing from them.

به بال و پر مرو از ره که تیر پرتابی

Do not leave the road on wings and feathers, for the arrow shot upward

هوا گرفت زمانی، ولی به خاک نشست

rides the air for a while, but comes down to the dust.

زبان کلک تو حافظ چه شکر آن گوید

What thanks can the tongue of your pen give, Hafez,

که گفته سخنت می‌برند دست به دست

that people pass your words from hand to hand?