I lack the patience for the beautiful-faced,
One can part from roses and tulips, but not from rose-faced ones.
In this city, it is not only I who seeks a lost heart;
There is no one who is not searching for what I desire.
That fairy-like moon, who has captivated my soul,
I know no one who does not, with their very life, seek her.
O camel driver, bring news of the beloved for me,
I care not for enemies or the whispers of ill-wishers.
A man should endure cruelty and show gratitude,
Not complain, for I cannot bear ill-tempered souls.
Do not fault Saadi, O master, if he is a man,
For there is no human who does not long for fairy-like beauty.