A dwelling in the tavern street

ای که در کوی خرابات مقامی داری

O you who have a dwelling in the street of the tavern,

جم وقت خودی ار دست به جامی داری

you are the Jamshid of your time if you have a cup in hand.

ای که با زلف و رخ یار گذاری شب و روز

O you who pass night and day with the beloved's curl and face,

فرصتت باد که خوش صبحی و شامی داری

make the most of it, for your mornings and evenings are sweet.

ای صبا! سوختگان بر سر ره منتظرند

O breeze, the burnt ones are waiting at the head of the road,

گر از آن یار سفرکرده پیامی داری

if you have a message from that beloved who went travelling.

خال سرسبز تو خوش دانه عیشی‌ست ولی

Your fresh green mole is a lovely seed of pleasure, but

بر کنار چمنش وه که چه دامی داری

ah, what a snare you have set at the edge of that meadow!

بوی جان از لب خندان قدح می‌شنوم

I catch the scent of the soul from the laughing lip of the cup;

بشنو ای خواجه اگر زان که مشامی داری

breathe it in, sir, if you have any sense of smell.

چون به هنگام وفا هیچ ثباتیت نبود

Since you had no constancy when it was time to be faithful,

می‌کنم شکر که بر جور دوامی داری

I give thanks that at least you are constant in cruelty.

نام نیک ار طلبد از تو غریبی چه شود؟

What would it matter if a stranger asked you for a good name?

تویی امروز در این شهر که نامی داری

Today you are the one in this city who has a name.

بس دعای سحرت مونس جان خواهد بود

Many a dawn prayer will keep your soul company,

تو که چون حافظ شب‌خیز غلامی داری

you who have a night-rising servant like Hafez.