بي باده ي گلرنگ نمي بايد زيست

اين سبزه که امروز تماشاگه ماست

تا سبزه ي خاک ما تما شاگه کيست

And we ,that now make merry in the Room

,They left,and Summer dresses in new Bloom

Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth

?Descend,ourselves to make a Couch_for whom