Shini Bahar

Oh my heart, how can one say that the spring has come
when the oriol has not yet sung
Hold the friends, postpone the program of strolling in the garden
Until the apricot trees are in blossom

The gardens are unintelligible erst(?) into blossom
Oh beloved! You mustn’t smile otherwise
It is a long time for the trees to blossom next year

The Jujub (Jojoba) trees blossom and faded also
but our guests did not come
Alas! Oh sweet fragrance!
You disappeared before the arrival of our guests

I feel pain unintelligible the beautiful garden
And weep and become restless in remembering them
Now alas! It is not possible for me to stroll in there(?)
Before the Dawn of Ressurection

In the season of blossoming of the Jujub trees
the scatter of their petals is wonderful
the shower of the scattering of the petals of fruit-bearing trees is extremely amazing

Birds in the gardens of our country are singing the praise of God
There may be thousands of gardens but the praise of God excels everything

Oh Naseer! Do not weep in grief for the sake of gardens
Do not say that in the spacious gardens of Paradise
the gardens of this world do not exist