Love's path is a path that has no boundary

There, except surrendering one's soul, there is no remedy

Whenever you give heart to love it's a pleasant moment

In good work there's no need for any divination

Don't frighten us with reason's prohibition and bring wine

For that sheriff in our domain has no authority

Ask your own eye who is killing us

Beloved, it's not the fault of fortune nor crime of the stars

One can see them with pure eye like the crescent moon

Not every eye is place for that moon piece's manifestation

Count as opportunity the way of being a rend for this sign

Like the treasure's path is not apparent to everyone

Hafez's weeping had no effect on you in any way

I'm amazed at that heart which is no softer than hard rock