1. O my friend, give me a drink, may you never be far
May God reward you with kindness upon kindness

2. Come now, the birds have already come and told us
From the branches that dawn has arrived

3. And give me a cup of pure, morning breeze
Of the selection of Kisra son of Sasan

4. In a delicate hand that you'd think
Was languid from the softness of its touch

5. If my eyelids see a garden and its greenery
They think they're seeing what I've lived with as a garden

6. Don't intoxicate me with blond wine, here I am
From the agony of love, I've awakened drunk