O cupbearer, if you are inclined towards us,

Let there be nothing but wine near us!

The prayer rug and the dervish's cloak in the tavern

Sell them and bring a sip of wine.

If you have a living heart, listen to the intoxicated ones,

In the garden of the soul, (hear) the cry of 'O Living One'.

Enter with pain, seeking the scent of cure,

Behold the two worlds from selfless love.

The secrets of the heart are in the path of love,

The sound of Sama (whirling dance) and the lament of the reed flute.

One penniless, pure-hearted gambler in love

Is better than a thousand Hatem Tai (a symbol of generosity).

That fairy-faced idol, like a sultan,

Was coming, and the people of the city followed.

People were gazing at his/her beautiful face,

And his/her cheek had taken on a hue of shyness.

How long will Hafez lament from your sorrow?

After all, how long (will I be) heartbroken?

I will sit and reconcile with your sorrow,

I will risk my life in the affair of love.