Last night news of the traveled beloved gave the wind

I too give heart to wind whatever will be will be

My work has reached where I make my confidant

Every evening the flashing lightning and every morning the wind

In the curl of your tress my unguarded heart

Never said may familiar dwelling be remembered

Today I recognized the value of dear ones' counsel

O Lord may our advisor's soul be happy from you

My heart became blood in your memory whenever in the garden

The wind opened the bud's robe's fastening

Had gone from hand my weak existence

Morning wind gave back my soul with scent of union with you

Hafez your good nature fulfilled your desire

May souls be sacrificed for people of good nature