Our meeting has been made possible, and we have kissed and embraced
I thank my fortune and the day for this.

Let the ascetic go, for if fortune favors me
My cup will be in my hand, and my beloved’s curl too.

We do not fault anyone for their intoxication or revelry
The ruby lips of idols are sweet, and the wine is pleasant as well.

O heart, I give you good news, the censor will not remain
And the world is full of wine and wine-drinking idols.

To scatter the mind with discord is not clever
Seek a collection and bring a jug as well.

Sprinkle a drop of your lip on the lovers of dust
So that the dust becomes ruby-colored and musky.

That which the evil eye feared to watch from ambush
The enemy has vanished, and tears have dried from our eyes.

As all the universe is alive with your scent
O sun, do not withdraw your shade from us.

Like water on a tulip and rose, your beauty's grace is
O cloud of mercy, rain upon me, a creature of dust.

Hafez is captive to your curl, fear God
And the justice of the powerful Asaf.

The proof of the kingdom and religion from his ministry
Is that days have become years and the sea has become a river.

In remembrance of his radiant judgment, the sky at dawn
Sacrifices its life and offers the stars.

The globe of the earth is captured by the polo stick of his justice
And this lofty, blue dome is its enclosure.

Your swift-paced determination has set this
Enduring, high-orbiting center in motion.

So that from the result of the celestial sphere and his mountain
The transformation of months, years, autumn, and spring.

May the palace of his glory never be empty of nobles
And cupbearers with cypress-like stature and rose gardens.