May the day of lovers' union be remembered

May those times be remembered be remembered

My desire from grief's bitterness became like poison

May the drink-call of the joy-seekers be remembered

Though friends are free from my memory

May they be remembered by me thousands of times

I became afflicted in this bond and trial

May those truth-performers' effort be remembered

Though hundred rivers are in my eye constantly

May the Zayandeh-Rud of gardeners be remembered

Hafez's secret remained unsaid after this

Alas may the secret-keepers be remembered