Come, O Sufi, for the wine cup is a clear mirror

So you may see the purity of ruby-colored wine

Ask the secret behind the veil from the intoxicated rends

For this state is not for the high-ranked ascetic

The Phoenix cannot be caught by anyone, withdraw your trap

For there the trap is always at the mercy of the wind

In the feast of time, drink a cup or two and depart

Meaning: do not hope for eternal union

O heart, youth has passed and you picked no flower of pleasure

In old age, don't make honor and fame into an art

Strive for present pleasure, for when no watering place remains

Adam left Paradise, the garden of peace

We have much right of service at your threshold

O master, look with mercy upon your servant

Hafez is a disciple of the wine cup, O morning breeze, go

And convey servitude from this servant to the Sheikh of Jam