I've heard a sweet saying that the elder of Canaan said

Separation from beloved doesn't do what can be told

The tale of resurrection's terror that the city preacher told

Is an allusion that he spoke of separation's time

News of the traveled beloved from whom shall I ask again

For whatever the morning breeze's messenger said, said scattered

Alas that that unkind moon breaking affection

How easily spoke of abandoning companions' company

Me and the station of acceptance henceforth and thanks to the rival

For heart grew accustomed to your pain and spoke of leaving cure

Repel old grief with aged wine

For this is the seed of happiness the old farmer said

Don't tie knots in the wind though it goes as desired

For this saying the wind told to Solomon as example

By the respite that heaven gives you don't stray from the path

Who told you that this old one spoke of abandoning tricks

Don't speak of how and why for the fortunate servant

Accepted with soul every word that the beloved said

Who said Hafez came back from thinking of you

I haven't said this whoever said it spoke slander