You are called the cupbearer of the soul for the sake of shame and name.

Do not leave such a wonderful cup in the gathering.

Seek your retribution from our blood, seek your salvation at this moment.

Do not leave your special cupbearer for the special and the common.

Draw the cup of majesty, sacrifice your soul and wealth.

Do not make a mockery of the lawful; do not call wine unlawful.

The wrong action of the ignorant is all (about) name or bread.

When your soul has become ripe, do not hold the unripe, O ripe one.

Whoever boasts of (his) name, let him split from grief.

Like that bird that weaves a snare around itself.

In this snare and in this grain, seek nothing but the love of the soul.

Do not speak of the sky and the house; you should see the roof.

You yourself do not say sheen, kaf, and reh, say sugar that is from the reed.

Do not say the titles of the living soul; (it is) one image and word.

When you are soul without form, what harm if you are hidden?

Why are you concerned with conveying a message?

Come, O intimate confidant, take this joyous wine.

Become so intoxicated at this moment that you do not recognize a place.

Go, O wayfarer, to that life-giving sun.

From this love-stricken, bring a greeting there.

Say, O Shams Tabrizi, of those autumnal wines,

That you pour into my own cup and do not command a servant.