The gathering of goodness and kindness is like the moon's beauty

But it lacks love and loyalty, O God, give it to him

My beloved is a witness and a child, and plays every day

He kills me and in the law, it is not considered a sin

I am the one who keeps my heart well from him

For he has not seen good and evil and does not keep it

The scent of milk comes from his lips, like sugar

Although blood flows from the coquetry of his black eyes

I have a 14-year-old idol, agile and sweet

Who is dear to my life, and his 14 years are like a ring in my ear

Our hearts are after that unripe flower, O Lord

Where did it go, that we did not see it in these few moments

If my beloved's heart breaks in this way

He will take it quickly to his own kingdom

I will sacrifice my life in gratitude if that seed is sown

The shell of Hafez's chest is his resting place