My Beloved Has Come

My beloved has come, my sweetest darling,

Spring has arrived in the meadow of my life.

Is it the spring of my life that has come,

Or the cypress tree of my yearning?

My soul is taken by the wind,

I am drunk with the fragrance of the rose.

I am like a nightingale singing in the garden,

Lost in the beauty of my beloved.

Even if I become intoxicated with wine,

I will still be like a flower blooming in the garden.

Oh Navoi, I seek the companionship of the fairy,

May she be with me in my celebration.