O you whose smile resembles a string of pearls,

O Lord, how fitting is the curve of the crescent line (of your eyebrow).

For now, the thought of union sweetly deceives me,

Until this imagined image reveals what role it will play.

Give me wine, for even though I have become the black sheep of the world,

When can one despair of eternal grace?

O cupbearer, bring a cup and draw me out of my solitude,

So that I may wander aimlessly, dissolute and carefree.

Do not forgo four things if you are wise and clever:

Security, pure wine, a beloved, and a secluded place.

Since the design of time is not constant in any state,

Hafez, do not complain while we drink wine for the present.

The cup of the mind is pure in the era of Asif of the time,

Arise and give me a wine purer than clear water.

The kingdom has flourished through his efforts and his ancestors' efforts,

O Lord, may this worth and these high qualities be eternal.

The throne-illuminating of the state, that glory and majesty,

The proof of the kingdom and the nation, Bu Nasr Abu al-Ma'ali.