O cupbearer, arise! Fill the cup! Cast a handful of earth upon the sorrows of the future.
Put a cup of wine into my hand, that I may cast far from me this robe of hypocrisy.
Although among men of intelligence this be a disgrace, yet we care little for good repute.
Go, pour the wine! How long shall the wind of pride continue to blow? Cast a handful of dust upon this concupiscence with its fatal consequences.
I see no one, no one, among the great or the lowly, worthy to share the secret held within my exasperated heart.
It is beside one of those beauties who calm hearts that mine finds itself wholly rejoiced; for by her presence she destroys the calm of my heart.
O Hafiz, be patient, endure thy affliction day and night; at last the hour will come when thou shalt attain the object of thy desires.
Put a cup of wine into my hand, that I may cast far from me this robe of hypocrisy.
Although among men of intelligence this be a disgrace, yet we care little for good repute.
Go, pour the wine! How long shall the wind of pride continue to blow? Cast a handful of dust upon this concupiscence with its fatal consequences.
I see no one, no one, among the great or the lowly, worthy to share the secret held within my exasperated heart.
It is beside one of those beauties who calm hearts that mine finds itself wholly rejoiced; for by her presence she destroys the calm of my heart.
O Hafiz, be patient, endure thy affliction day and night; at last the hour will come when thou shalt attain the object of thy desires.