In the morning , to my pillow ...

In the morning , to my pillow , vigilant fortune came

And said From sleep arise For that thy dear Khusrau the true Beloved hath come . *** A goblet drink and , for seeing Him , merry of head , go

That thou mayst see in what fashion , thy idol hath come . *** O Khilvati , musk - pod opener give the glad tidings

That , from the desert of Khutan from afar a musky deer the true Beloved hath come . *** To the yellow cheek of those consumed with love in separation from Thee my bloody weeping hath brought back a great ruddy lustre

Weeping , the helper of the yellow - cheeked wretched lover hath come . *** Saki give wine suffer no grief on account of the enemy or of the true Beloved

For , to our heart's desire , that the enemy hath gone and this the true Beloved hath come . *** In joy of the true Beloved , Pan of face , give a cup of pure wine

For ruby wine , the remedy for the grief - stricken heart hath come . *** Again desirous of the eye - brow bow is the bird of my heart

O pigeon be expectant . For the falcon hath come . *** When , the spring - cloud beheld Time's bad faith ,

On the lily and the hyacinth and the rose , its weeping raining came . *** When , from the bulbul , the morning breeze heard Hafiz's utterance ,

At the spectacle of the sweet basil , ambergris - scattering , it the breeze came . ***