Her face is pure as snow, and in what exquisite manner is she steeped in intoxication; today, spring has bloomed upon that beautiful maiden who has become tipsy from the wine.

This beautiful couplet captures the paradox of unattainable beauty and intoxication. The poet observes that the beloved's face (rukh) is icy and distant, yet somehow filled with intoxicating merriment. He suggests that perhaps the beloved has drunk some wine, and because of that, spring has finally arrived on the nine-petaled flower. It's a masterful blend of melancholy and celebration—the beauty is cold, but the effect of the beloved is warm and vibrant!