Union with him is better than eternal life

O Lord, grant me that which is better

He struck me with his sword, and I told no one

For it is better to keep the friend's secret from the enemy

To die at this door with the mark of servitude

By his life, it is better than the kingdom of the world

For God's sake, ask my physician

When will this weakness finally end

A flower that became trampled by our cypress

Its soil is better with the blood of the pomegranate

Do not invite me to paradise, O ascetic

For this apple of the chin is better than that garden

O heart, always be a beggar at his alley

By the decree that eternal fortune is better

O young one, do not turn away from the advice of elders

For the wisdom of the elder is better than the fortune of the young

One night he said, 'No one's eye has seen

A pearl like mine in the world'

Although Zayandeh Rud is the water of life

But our Shiraz is better than Isfahan

Words in the mouth of the friend are sugar

But the words of Hafez are better than that