We have come to this door not for grandeur and glory

Due to unfortunate events, we have sought refuge here

We are travelers on the path of love, from the border of non-existence

To the realm of existence, we have come all this way

We saw the green line of your cheek and from the garden of paradise

To seek this love plant, we have come

With such a treasure that its custodian is the trustworthy spirit

As beggars to the king's door, we have come

Where is the anchor of your patience, O ship of success

For in this sea of generosity, we have come drowning in sin

Honor is slipping away, O forgiving cloud, rain down

For in the register of deeds, we have come with a black letter

Hafez, throw away this woolen cloak, for we

Have come after the caravan with the fire of a sigh