For years I followed the creed of the rogues

Until by the fatwa of wisdom, I imprisoned greed

I did not reach the destination of Anqa on my own

I completed this stage with Solomon's bird

Cast a shadow on my wounded heart, O flowing treasure

For I have ruined this house in longing for you

I repented from kissing the cupbearer's lips, and now

I bite my lip, wondering why I listened to the ignorant

Seek your desire by going against the habit, for I

Gained composure from those disheveled tresses

The role of sobriety and intoxication is not in our hands

I did what the eternal Sultan commanded

I hope for the paradise of heaven by the eternal grace

Even though I served as the doorkeeper of the tavern many times

That in my old age, I was graced with the companionship of Joseph

Is the reward for the patience I endured in the house of sorrows

Early rising and seeking well-being like Hafez

Whatever I did, it was all by the grace of the Quran

If I am the head of the ghazal divan, it is no wonder

For years, I served the master of the divan