O messenger of the truthful ones, tell my beloved’s news
Tell the nightingale of the garden about the rose’s condition
We are the confidants of the secret intimacy, do not worry
Tell your familiar friend familiar words
When she tossed that musk-scented, dark lock
What did she have to do with us, for God's sake, tell
Whoever said that dust is the best place for your beloved
Tell him to examine this saying in our eyes
Whoever forbids us from the winehouse
Tell him this story in the presence of my old man
If you have another errand at that door of fortune
After paying respects and offering a prayer, tell
Although we are bad, do not consider us so
Tell the king the story of the beggar’s sin in a kingly manner
Read that noble one’s letter to this poor man
Tell this beggar the tale of that king
Souls are scattering on the ground from the snare of her locks
Tell me, O gentle breeze, what happened to that stranger
The story of the people of knowledge is life-giving
Go and ask a symbolic question, bring a tale to tell
If Hafez is allowed into his gathering
Drink wine and abandon ostentation for God’s sake