Thank God the door of the Tavern is open
And I am needy at His door
The vats are all boiling and crying out of drunkeness
Only the wine of truth can be found there, not that of falsehood.
From Him comes drunkeness, pride and aloofness
From us comes helplessness, self-effacement and neediness
The secret, which I’ve never told anyone, and will never share with anyone
I shall reveal to the Friend – my only confidant
The tale of the twist and wave of my Beloved’s curl cannot be abridged
It is indeed a long story
I have stopped looking at the entire world
Since I have gazed upon your beautiful face
Whoever comes to the district of your kaba
Will begin praying immediately upon beholding the qiblah of your eyebrows
O the people of the assembly! If you are interested in the burning of Hafez’s heart
Ask the candle as it burns and thaws away
