The jewel of the treasure of secrets is the same as it was

The trick of love is the same as it was, with the same sign

Lovers are the group of the masters of trust

Therefore, the jewel-like eye is the same as it was

Ask the breeze, for it was with us all night until dawn

The scent of your tresses is the same companion of the soul as it was

The seeker of rubies and jewels is not, unless it is the sun

Which is still in the mine and the vein as it was

Find the one killed by your coquetry, and take them to the pilgrimage

For the poor one is the same sorrowful one as they were

The color of the blood of our heart, which you keep hidden

Is still apparent on your ruby lips as it was

I said that the Indian hair of yours would not take another path

Years passed, and it is still with the same nature and appearance as it was

Hafez, retell the story of the tears of the eye

For the same water is still flowing in this spring as it was