O heart, my beard is salty with your lips

May God be with you, for I am going

You are that pure gem that in the world of sanctity

The mention of your goodness is the result of the angels' praise

If there is any doubt in the purity of my intention, test it

For no one knows the value of pure gold like the touchstone

You said that I would become drunk and give two kisses

The promise exceeded the limit, and we did not see two or one

Open your smiling lips and scatter sugar

Throw the people into doubt with your mouth

I will turn the wheel of fortune upside down if it becomes other than my intention

I am not the one who will be oppressed by the wheel of fortune

Since you do not entrust your burden to Hafez

O rival, step back one or two steps from him