Do not speak of the secrets of love and intoxication with the claimant

Let him die ignorant in the pain of self-love

Become a lover, or else one day the world's affairs will end

Without having read the intended design from the workshop of existence

Last night, how beautifully that idol said in the Magian gathering

What business do you have with infidels if you do not worship idols

My king, for God's sake, your hair has broken me

How long will the darkness continue this much intrusion

How can one remain hidden in the corner of safety

Until your narcissus tells us the secrets of intoxication

I had seen these upheavals arise that day

For a while, you did not sit with us out of rebellion

Your love will be handed over to the storm, Hafez

You thought you had escaped like lightning from this turmoil