That famous messenger who arrived from the friend's realm

Brought soul's amulet from the musk-raining script of the friend

Well does it show the friend's majesty and beauty

Well does it tell the tale of the friend's glory and dignity

I gave my heart for the good news and feel ashamed

Of this counterfeit coin of mine that I scattered for the friend

Thank God that by the help of effective fortune

According to desire is all the friend's work and affairs

What choice have the heaven's motion and moon's cycle

They revolve according to the friend's will

If the wind of turmoil should mix up both worlds

We and the eye's lamp and the path of waiting for the friend

Bring me the jeweled kohl O morning breeze

From that fortunate dust that became the friend's pathway

It's we and love's threshold and head of supplication

Until sweet sleep who takes into the friend's embrace

If the enemy breathes with intent against Hafez what fear

Thanks be to God that I'm not ashamed before the friend