Humans and fairies exist merely as extensions of love's being

Show devotion, and you shall attain fortune

Strive, master, and do not remain deprived of love

For no one values a servant marked by lack of skill

How long will you indulge in morning wine and sweet slumber?

Strive instead with midnight prayers and dawn tears

What a marvel you are, O sweet-performing knight

Present before the eyes, yet absent from view

A thousand sacred souls burned with this jealousy

That every morning and evening you light another gathering’s candle

Who will deliver my message to the noble Asaf?

To remember these two verses from me in Persian rhyme

Come and see the state of the world as I have seen it

If you test it, you will drink wine and have no sorrow

May the crown of your lordship never tilt upon the head of beauty

For it adorns fate and deserves sovereignty and a crown

At the scent of your tresses and the sight of your face, they come and go

The breeze with perfuming musk, and the rose with its charm

If you lack the capacity to see, do not seek union

For even Jamshid's cup is of no use to the blind

The prayers of the secluded ward off calamities

Why do you not glance at us even with a corner of your eye?

Come, purchase kingship from us with the capital of beauty

Do not neglect this trade, or you will regret it

The path of love is indeed a strange and perilous way

God forbid if you do not reach your destination

By the grace of Hafiz’s aspiration, there is hope that once again

I may recount the tales of Layla on the moonlit night