Clouds rolled in
and wept tears on the field.
Without wine, purple flowers
cannot grow.
The greenery provides
pleasant scenery for me today.
For whose delight will my remains
nurture grass tomorrow?
Translated by Juan Cole
from [pdf] Whinfield 73
“Without wine, purple flowers cannot grow” is a lovely twist to the line from Khayyam. However, the original line in most manuscripts reads “bi bade-ye golrang nami shayad zist”, it is not seemly to live without rose-colored wine. In other words, spring showers have watered the grass and soon flowers will grow. In such a season it is not seemly to live without rose-colored wine.
Kindly argue some more with these fine words;
its not just the wine, also the spirit is soothed.