I am the one known throughout the city for my love-making
I am the one whose sight is unsullied by evil
Let us be faithful and endure reproach and be happy
For in our path, to be distressed is infidelity
I asked the old man of the tavern what is the path of salvation?
He asked for a cup of wine and said, "To cover faults"
What is the desire of the heart from gazing upon the garden of the world?
To pluck a rose from your face with the hands of people
I threw my own image into the water in wine-worship
So that I could destroy the worship of my own self
I am confident in the mercy of your curly locks, otherwise
If there were no attraction from that side, what use is striving?
We will turn the reins towards the tavern from this assembly
For the sermons of the idle are not worth hearing
Learn love from your beloved's beautiful face
For it is pleasant to be covered in the dust of the beautiful
Kiss only the lips of the wine-server and the cup of wine, O Hafiz
For to kiss the hands of the pious pretenders is a mistake