In these times a friend who is free from flaw

Is the pure wine flask and the ship of ghazal

Go lightly for the path of well-being is narrow

Take up the wine cup for precious life is irreplaceable

Not only I am weary in the world from inaction

The scholars' weariness too is from knowledge without practice

In reason's eye in this tumultuous passage

The world and worldly affairs are unstable and baseless

Grasp a moon-faced one's tress and don't tell tales

For fortune and misfortune are from Venus and Saturn's influence

My heart had abundant hope for union with your face

But death on life's path is hope's highwayman

In no era will they find him sober

Thus our Hafez is drunk with the wine of pre-eternity