Spring now, flowers are coming, there's happiness in the green vine,

Blossoms are blooming - all except mine.

Free spirit, don't lose heart, on New Year's Day *,

I heard from the lips of a lily today:

Do not sing the seven illusions this New Year's Eve **, I beg thee:

Complaint, curse, corruption, cacophony, clumsiness, chaos and cruelty.

The seven symbols make: of serene "sabzeh", of scented "sonbol" and sweet "seeb";

Of "senjed", "samanu", "seer" and "somaq".

Send the seven symbols to the table of a lover.

Toss the seven illusions toward the door of an ill-wisher.

It's New Year's Eve - rid the heart of darkness.

Eventually this shadow-night will turn to brightness.

Carry out the New Year traditions and, God willing,

Bring back that feeling of excellent beginnings !