Show your face and make me forget my existence

Tell the wind to take away the stack of the burnt ones

As we gave our hearts and eyes to the storm of calamity

Tell the flood of sorrow to come and take the house from its foundation

The tress, like raw ambergris, it's a far-fetched thought to smell it

O naive heart, forget this vain desire

Tell the chest to extinguish the flame of the Persian fire temple

Tell the eye to take the water of Tigris to Baghdad

May the fortune of the old Magian remain, for the rest is easy

Tell the other to go and forget my name

Without effort in this path, you will not reach anywhere

If you seek a reward, bring the obedience of the master

On my death day, promise me a moment of meeting

Then take me carefree and free to the grave

Last night, she said, I will kill you with your long eyelashes

O Lord, take the thought of injustice from her mind

Hafez, think of the delicacy of the beloved's heart

Go and take this wail and cry from her threshold