Secret wine and pleasure what is it baseless work

We've joined the rends' ranks and whatever will be will be

Untie knot from heart and don't remember heaven

For no engineer's thought has untied such knot

Don't wonder at time's revolution for the wheel

Remembers thousands of thousands of such tales

Take the cup with courtesy's condition for its composition

Is from skull-cup of Jamshid and Bahman and Qobad

Who knows where Kavus and Kay went

Who knows how Jam's throne went to wind

From yearning for Shirin's lip still I see

That tulips sprout from Farhad's eye's blood

Perhaps the tulip knew time's faithlessness

That from birth to death didn't put down wine cup

Come come that for a while we become ruined from wine

Perhaps we reach a treasure in this ruined abode

They don't give me permission for journey's travel

The breeze of Mosalla and water of Roknabad

Don't take cup like Hafez except with harp's lament

For they've tied happy heart to joy's silk