If I have the opportunity to reach your alley

My work will reach the principles of your union

Those two beautiful narcissuses have taken their place from me

And those two magic spells have taken their leave from me

When I, a poor and powerless man, am at your door

I do not have a way to enter or exit from any door

Where should I go, what should I do, where should I seek a solution

For I have become tired of the sorrow and oppression of the world

I am a broken and miserable man, seeking a living

At that time, I will be killed by the sword of your sorrow

Your sorrow has not found a place more ruined than my heart

For it has built a place of descent in my narrow heart

My heart has a polish from the jewels of your love

And it has been polished from the rust of events, like a mirror

What crime have I committed, O soul and heart, against you

For my worship is not accepted by you

Build a remedy for the pain of love, and be silent, Hafez

Do not reveal the secrets of love in front of the people of reason