May your body not need physicians' care

May your delicate being not be hurt by harm

The wellness of all horizons is in your wellness

May your person not be pained by any ailment

Beauty of form and meaning is from security of your health

May your outer not be gloomy and your inner not distressed

In this meadow when autumn enters plundering

May its path not be to the tall straight cypress

On that carpet where your beauty begins display

May there be no chance for critic's and fault-finder's taunt

Whoever sees your moon-like face with evil eye

May nothing but their soul be wild rue on your fire

Seek cure from Hafez's sugar-scattering words

May you not need treatment of rosewater and sugar