O Saki, blessed be the coming of Eid to you

And may those promises you made not slip from your memory

I marvel that in these days of separation

You took hearts from companions while giving your heart

Convey servitude to the daughter of vine, tell her to enter

For our breath and aspiration freed you from bondage

The joy of the assembly is in your step and arrival

May sorrow be the place for the heart that doesn't want your joy

Thanks to God that from autumn's plunder found no breach

Your garden of jasmine, cypress, rose and boxwood

Evil eye be far, for from that dispersion brought you back

Your famous fortune and inborn prosperity

Hafez, don't let go of the fortune of this Noah's ark

Or else the flood of events will destroy your foundation