If you could be good,
each day of your life would be Novrooz.
Novrooz has risen,
the pleasure of the world has arrived,
and listen !
the uproarious scene for drinking life-nectar.
The winters frost that was killing the soul,
became the energy for life-garden,
and the fate became accomplished.
The heart and the soul
becomes drunk with wine
from the lips of rose-cheeked girls,
and the frozen heart is melting.
Take the thorns and weed
from your heart,
because the peace-message
by the mild wind.
Don't be doubtful _
love is your choice,
the voice has arrived,
Try to be kind and cast off greediness,
being affectionate to the world _
is a double joy.
Hashem Sharifi ( boodesh ) - March 14th 1996 - Elsinore
*Novrooz means Iranian new year's celebration.
Thanks to my friends, for translation
First published in March 2006