The scents of the desert wanderer came and increased my longing

May my precious soul be sacrificed for the dust at the friend's door

Hearing the friend's message is happiness and well-being

Who will convey my greetings to Sa'ad

Come to the evening of strangers and see my tears

Like clear wine in a Syrian goblet

When the bird sings from the acacia tree

Do not separate the cooing of my dove from its garden

The day of separation from the beloved will soon end

I saw the tents' domes from the hills of the sanctuary

How delightful is the moment you come and I greet you

Welcome, you have come to a good place

Your distance made me melt like the crescent moon

Although I have not fully seen your moon-like face

If I am called to eternity and become a breaker of vows

My soul will not be pleased and my sleep will not be sweet

I hope to see you soon with good fortune

You joyful in command, and I as a servant

Your delightful poetry, Hafez, is like a thread in honey

Which sometimes surpasses Nizami's verse in charm