If wine doesn't take heart's grief from our memory

Event's strike would take our foundation from place

If reason doesn't drop anchor in drunkenness

How would ship take from this whirlpool of calamity

Alas that heaven played in absence with everyone

For no one was there who would win from this deceit

Passage is through darkness where's Khizr the guide

May not be that deprivation's fire takes our water

My weak heart draws to meadow's side for that

That soul would escape death through morning breeze's illness

I'm love's physician give wine for this potion

Would bring comfort and take away wrong thought

Hafez burned and no one told his state to beloved

Maybe breeze would take a message for God's sake