A heart that shows the unseen and has Jam's cup

What grief has it from a ring that's lost a moment

Don't give heart's treasury to beggars' line and mole

Give to one king-like who holds it respected

Not every tree can bear autumn's cruelty

I'm slave to cypress's spirit that has this stance

Time came that from joy like drunk narcissus

Puts at cup's foot whoever has six dirhams

Don't withhold gold from wine's price now like rose

For universal intellect accuses you of hundred faults

No one knows unseen's secret don't tell tales

Which heart's confidant has way into this sanctuary

My heart that boasted of celibacy now hundred jobs

Has with morning breeze for scent of your tress

Heart's desire from whom should I ask for there's no beloved

Who has display of glance and way of generosity

From Hafez's cloak's pocket what profit can be gained

For we sought the Eternal and he has idol