The Divan of Hafiz. Four Persian love lyrics

Heart, have you heard the news?
The Spring has come back, have you heard?
And the little green shoot,
And the little pink bud, and the new hatch’d bird,
And the Rose!
Nightingale, say, have you heard the news?
The Rose has come back
And the green and the blue,
And everything is as new as the dew;
New, Nightingale,
New, Rose!

O Love, the beauty of the moon is thine!
And on thy chin a little star doth shine,
The jewel dimple of thy little chin,
O how my soul desires the sight of Thee,
And rushes to the windows of my eyes,
And to and fro about my body flies,
Ears all a-tremble for some word of thine;
Ah, my full heart is like a stormy sea!

Wind of the East,
Flow’r-footed breeze,
O take my love to the budding trees!
To the cypress take it, and take it too
To the tender nurs’lings of meadows and leas.
To the basil take it, messenger breeze,
And I send it, my love, to you.
So glad am I of the new found sun
I believe I could kiss the tavern door;
Why I could sweep the tavern floor
With the lashes of my eyes.
O April skies!  The winter’s done,
O April skies!  The Spring’s begun,
And honey humming,
Summer’s coming close behind.
O April skies!  Even the tavern girl is kind.

Love, if for nothing else, grant me this grace,
See how I ask it on this faithful knee,
O show me the pray’r-arches of thy brows
That I may raise my hand, as in God’s house,
And clasp the neck of thee.

Love, if for nothing else, grant me this grace,
See how I ask it on this faithful knee,
That just a little moment we may meet,
So I may look once more upon thy face
And break my heart in tears upon thy feet,
Big tears for me and thee!