rozest kHush-o-hawa na garm ast na sard
rozest kHush-o-havā na garm ast na sard
abr az rukH-e-gulzār hamī shoyad gard
bulbul ba-zabān-e-hāl ḳhud bā-gul-e-zard
fariyād hamī zanad ki mī-bāyad ḳhurd
The day is pleasant and the breeze is neither hot nor cold, the clouds are washing the dust off from the face of the rose garden the nightingale sings in a language tuned to the time in the company of the yellow rose, that it is the time that one should drink wine.
rozest kHush-o-hawa na garm ast na sard
abr az rukH-e-gulzar hami shoyad gard
bulbul ba-zaban-e-haal KHud ba-gul-e-zard
fariyaad hami zanad ki mi-bayad KHurd
The day is pleasant and the breeze is neither hot nor cold, the clouds are washing the dust off from the face of the rose garden the nightingale sings in a language tuned to the time in the company of the yellow rose, that it is the time that one should drink wine.
- Book : RUBAIYAT-I-OMAR KHAYYAM (Pg. 51)
- Author : A.C. Bose
- Edition : First
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