Spending a moment with grief whole world isn't worth

Sell our cloak for wine for isn't worth better than this

In wine-sellers' street they don't accept it for a cup

How excellent piety's prayer rug that isn't worth one goblet

My rival made reproaches that turn face from this door

What happened to this head of ours that isn't worth door's dust

Glory of royal crown that has life's fear embedded in it

Is heart-pulling cap but isn't worth abandoning head

How easy seemed at first sea's grief for profit's scent

I was wrong that this storm isn't worth hundred pearls

Better for you to hide your face from eager ones

For world-conquering joy isn't worth army's grief

Like Hafez strive in contentment and pass by base world

For one barley of base ones' favor isn't worth two hundred mans of gold