It has been a lifetime since we set out on the path of your sorrow

We have abandoned the pretenses and hypocrisy of people in one direction

The arches and domes of the school and the sayings and discussions of knowledge

We have abandoned in the path of the cup and the moon-faced cupbearer

We have given our souls to those two narcissus-like eyes, enchanted

We have given our hearts to those two Indian lotus flowers

A lifetime has passed in the hope of a sign

We have placed our eyes on those two eyebrows

We have not taken the kingdom of comfort with an army

We have not placed the throne of kingship on our arms

Until dawn, what game will the beloved's eye play, that

We have founded our foundation on the coquetry of magic

Without the rebellious tresses, our heads are weary of sorrow

We have placed our heads on our knees like a violet

In the corner of hope, like the gazers of the moon

We have placed our eyes of desire on that arched eyebrow

You said, Hafez, where is your bewildered heart

We have placed it in the curls of that arched tress