Took heart from me and hid face from me

For God's sake with whom can this game be played

My loneliness night was intending life

Their image made endless kindnesses

Why shouldn't I be bloody-hearted like tulip

For their narcissus acted haughty with us

To whom shall I say that with this soul-burning pain

My physician intended weak life

Burned me like candle such that upon me

Wine-flask wept and lute lamented

Morning breeze if you have remedy it's time

For longing's pain intended life

Among kind ones when can be said

That our friend said this and did that

Enemy wouldn't do that to Hafez's soul

That arrow of eye of that eyebrow-bow did