I went to the garden and drank some ale br And heard the wailing of the nightingale br br Blooming there also was a beautiful rose br But, unlike the birds, it had no woes br br It looked so happy, so vigorous, so proud br Standing alone and above the crowd. br br The narcissus also was looking very grand, br Had a tulip in waiting with a cup in hand br br The iris there also lashing its tongue br Scolding them all, whether old or young, br br And holding a flask was there a lass br Pouring red wine in everyone's glass br br And there was Hafiz singing his song br Telling us to come and sing along.