It is the season of flowers, intoxicate yourself
don’t be so persistent, intoxicate yourself.
O imbibers! The heavy-cast clouds burst forth to me
its mercy for you, and misfortune for penitence.Intoxicate yourself.
Swaying dark clouds have come from the direction of Mecca.
At least now intoxicate yourself.
O abstinent! Drink a little at least today
the night is dark and no one would see.
Smile as it is spring.
Let the flowers bloom in the days of spring.
If there is no wine then drink the tears of suffering
[but] drink as these are the days of spring.
Fasle Gul Hai
Qawwali - Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan