She walked gracefully, her robe embroidered with gold

A hundred moon-faced beauties tore their silk pockets in jealousy

From the heat of the wine's fire around her face's glow

Like dewdrops on a rose petal

Her words were eloquent and sweet, her stature tall and agile

A delicate and beautiful face, and lovely elongated eyes

Her soul-enhancing ruby, born from the water of grace

Her graceful cypress, nurtured in luxury

Behold her captivating ruby lips and her heart-stirring smile

See her pleasant walk and her graceful steps

That black-eyed gazelle escaped from our trap

Friends, what should I do with this frightened heart

For God's sake, do not distress the discerning ones as much as you can

The world is not loyal, O light of both eyes

How long shall I endure reproach from your enchanting eyes

One day, be coquettish, O chosen beloved

If your noble mind was offended by Hafez

Return, for we have repented from what was said and heard

I will speak much gratitude in servitude to the master

If that ripe fruit falls into my hands