Blessed is the fragrant breeze, a desired scent

That rose in your air at the dawn of early morning

Be the guide, O auspicious-faced bird

For the eyes have turned to water from longing for the dust of that threshold

In memory of my delicate self, which is drowned in heart's blood

Look at the crescent from the edge of the horizon

I am the one who breathes without you, what a shame

Unless you forgive, otherwise, what is the excuse for the sin

From your friends, I learned love in the path

At dawn, when the morning breeze tore the black banner

On the day I depart from the world for the love of your face

A red flower will bloom from my grave instead of grass

Do not quickly bear resentment towards me in your delicate heart

For your Hafez said 'In the name of God' at this moment