With the blood of my heart, I wrote a letter to the beloved

Indeed, I see the world as the resurrection of your separation

I bear a hundred signs of separation in my eyes

The tears of my eyes are not a sign for us

Although I tried, I gained no benefit from him

He who tries the tried one is doomed to regret

I asked a physician about the state of the beloved, he said

In distance, there is torment; in closeness, there is safety

I said, 'Blame will come if I circle around the beloved'

By God, we have not seen love without blame

When Hafez came as a seeker, a cup of sweet life

So that he may taste from it a cup of generosity