Do not leave me, for you are the light of my eyes

The comfort of my soul and the companion of my fleeing heart

Lovers cannot let go of your skirt

You have torn the shirt of their patience

May no harm come to you from the eye of your fortune, for

In love, you have reached the pinnacle of beauty

Do not deprive me of his love, O jurist of the age

I excuse you, for you have not seen him

That reproach which the friend made to you, O Hafez

Perhaps you have stretched your foot beyond your own mat