غزل شمارهٔ 341

Come, for today is for us a day of festival; henceforward joy and pleasure are on the increase.

Clap hands, say, “Today is all happiness”; from the beginning it was manifestly a fine day.

Who is there in this world like our Friend? Who has seen such a festival in a hundred cycles?

Earth and heaven are filled with sugar; in every direction sugarcane has sprouted.

The roar of that pearl-scattering sea has arrived; the world is full of waves, and the sea is invisible.

Muhammad has returned from the Ascension; Jesus has arrived from the fourth heaven.

Every coin which is not of this place is counterfeit; every wine which is not of the cup of the Soul is impure.

What a splendid assembly, where the saki is good fortune, and his companions are Junaid and B¯a Yaz¯ıd!

Crop-sickness afflicted me when I was desirous; I did not know that God Himself desires us.

Now I have fallen asleep and stretched out my feet, since I have realised that good fortune has drawn me on.