My heart takes no path except moon-faced ones' love

From every door I give it advice but it doesn't take in

For God's sake O advisor speak of goblet and wine

For no image takes in our imagination better than this

Come O rose-cheeked cupbearer bring colored wine

For no thought takes in our inside better than this

I drink wine-flask secretly and people think it's book

Strange if fire of this hypocrisy doesn't catch in book

I'll burn this patched cloak one day

For wine-sellers' elder doesn't take it for one cup

That's why friends have purities with its ruby wine

For except truthfulness no image takes in that essence

Such heart-pulling head and eye you say avert eye from it

Go for this meaningless sermon doesn't take in my head

Rogues' advisor who fights with fate's decree

I see their heart very tight perhaps doesn't take goblet

Among crying I laugh for like candle in this assembly

I have fiery tongue but doesn't catch fire

How well you caught my heart I praise your drunk eye

For no one catches wild birds better than this

Speech is about our need and beloved's independence

What use is magic-making O heart that doesn't take in beloved

I'll get that mirror one day like Alexander

Whether this fire catches for a while or doesn't catch

For God's sake mercy O wealthy one for poor of your street

Doesn't know another door doesn't take another path

With this fresh sweet poetry I wonder at king of kings

Why doesn't cover Hafez head to toe in gold