Happy is Shiraz and its unparalleled state

O Lord, protect it from decline

From our Ruknabad, a hundred praises to God

For its pure water grants the lifespan of Khidr

Between Jafarabad and the prayer ground

Its northern breeze comes fragrant with amber

Come to Shiraz and seek the grace of the holy spirit

Seek it from its people of perfection

For the name of Egyptian sugar is carried there

For the sweet ones did not give it weakness

O breeze, from that playful, intoxicated beauty

What news do you have of her state?

If that sweet boy sheds my blood

O heart, make it lawful like mother's milk

Do not wake me from sleep, for God's sake

For I have a pleasant solitude with her thought

Why, Hafez, did you fear separation

And not give thanks for the days of union?