O Salimi, since you settled in Iraq

I face from her separation what I must endure

O camel driver, take me to my beloved's abode

My longing for your caravan has grown too long

Throw your wisdom into the Zayandeh River and drink wine

To the melodic songs of the Iraqi youth

The springtime of life flourishes in the pastures of your presence

May God protect you, O days of reunion

Come, cupbearer, and bring me a heavy cup

May God grant you drink from a brimming goblet

Youth returns to my memory

With the sound of the harp and the hand-clapping of the cupbearer

Give me the eternal wine so that, drunk and joyful

I may share my remaining life with my friends

My heart bled from not seeing my beloved

Woe to the days of separation

Do not belittle my tears shed in your absence

For how many deep seas have flowed from mere streams

Spend a moment in harmony with well-wishers

Cherish the serendipitous moments

Sing, O sweet-voiced and eloquent minstrel

Blend Persian poetry with the melodies of Iraq

O daughter of the vine, your wedding is joyful

But at times, you deserve divorce

It suits the solitary Christ

To share a dwelling with the sun

Union with friends is not destined for us

Recite, Hafiz, the ghazals of separation