Welcome, the rose, and nothing is more delightful

Than having nothing but a goblet in your hand

Seize the moment of joy and cherish it

For a pearl is not always in the shell

Consider it a blessing and drink wine in the garden

For the flower may not last until next week

O you who have adorned the golden cup with rubies

Bestow it upon someone who has no gold

Come, O Sheikh, and from our tavern

Drink a wine that is not found in the Kauthar

Wash the pages if you are a fellow student

For the knowledge of love is not in the book

Listen to me and bind your heart to a witness

Whose beauty is not adorned with ornaments

Grant me, O Lord, a wine without a hangover

So that with it, there will be no headache

I am, from the soul, a servant of the Sultan

Even if He does not remember His servant

Adorn the crown of the world, for the sun

Is not so fitting for a diadem

Someone may find fault with Hafez's poetry

Who has no grace in his essence