It is a city full of charming ones, and from every side, a beauty

Companions, the call of love is if you are doing anything

The eye of the sky has not seen a more wondrous youth than this

No one has ever held a beauty better than this

Has anyone ever seen a body composed of soul?

May no dust from these earthly ones fall on his skirt

Why do you drive away a broken one like me from your presence?

The least of my expectations is a kiss or a place beside you

The wine is pure, seize it while the time is good, hurry

Next year, who knows if there will be hope of a new spring?

In the garden of companions, like the tulip and the rose

Each one holds a cup in memory of the face of a beloved

How shall I untie this knot, and how shall I reveal this secret?

It is a pain, and a severe pain; a task, and a difficult task

Every strand of Hafez's hair is in the hand of a playful lock

It is difficult to sit in such a land