If I perish from the drunkenness of ecstasy

According to the way of the drunkards, I will be cut off and laid to rest

Place me in a coffin made of vine wood

Make my way to the path of the tavern, dust me

Give me the water of the tavern for my cleansing

Then place me drunk upon your shoulders

Do not pour anything on my grave except wine

Do not bring anything to mourn me except the lute

But on the condition that in my death

No one cries except the musician and the harpist

O Hafez, do not turn away from the ecstasy

For the king will not seek tribute from the ruin

This poem is included in the book *Safineh-ye Hafez*, edited by Brigadier Masoud Janti Ataei, among the poems attributed to Hafez.

Although the tone and language of the poem suggest that it most likely is not from Hafez.