In the beginning, whoever was granted divine grace

To eternity, his cup of desire will be a soul companion

The moment I repented from wine

I said, if this branch bears fruit, it will be regret

I resolved to throw the prayer mat over my shoulder like a lily

Like a flower, my patched robe bore the color of wine, that was my way of being a Muslim

I dare not sit in solitude without the lamp of the cup

For the corner of the heart's dwelling must be illuminated

Seek high ambition, do not ask for an adorned cup

For the rogue, grape water is like ruby pomegranate

Although our affair seems disordered, do not take it lightly

For in this realm, begging was the envy of kingship

If you seek good reputation, O heart, do not associate with the wicked

Self-conceit, my dear, is a proof of ignorance

A gathering of intimacy and spring, with poetry discussion in between

Not taking a cup of wine from the beloved was heartlessness

Yesterday a dear one said Hafez drinks wine secretly

O my dear, it is not a fault if it is done in secret