None so frenzied in the tavern of the magi

در همه دیر مغان نیست چو من شیدایی

In all the monastery of the magi there is none so frenzied as I:

خرقه جایی گرو باده و دفتر جایی

my cloak in pawn for wine in one place, my book in another.

دل که آیینه شاهیست غباری دارد

The heart, which is a royal mirror, has gathered dust;

از خدا می طلبم صحبت روشن رایی

I ask of God the company of someone bright of mind.

کرده ام توبه به دست صنم باده فروش

I have repented at the hand of the wine-selling idol

که دگر می نخورم بی رخ بزم آرایی

that I will drink no wine again without the face of one who graces the feast.

نرگس ار لاف زد از شیوه چشم تو مرنج

If the narcissus boasted of your eye's ways, do not be offended:

نروند اهل نظر از پی نابینایی

people of vision do not follow the blind.

شرح این قصه مگر شمع برآرد به زبان

Perhaps the candle can bring the telling of this tale to its tongue;

ور نه پروانه ندارد به سخن پروایی

otherwise the moth has no care for words.

جوی‌ها بسته ام از دیده به دامان که مگر

I have run streams from my eyes into my lap, in hope that

در کنارم بنشانند سهی بالایی

they will seat in my embrace one tall as a cypress.

کشتی باده بیاور که مرا بی رخ دوست

Bring the ship of wine, for without the Friend's face

گشت هر گوشه چشم از غم دل دریایی

every corner of my eye has become a sea from the heart's grief.

سخن غیر مگو با من معشوقه پرست

Speak no word of others to me, who worship the beloved,

کز وی و جام می ام نیست به کس پروایی

for, but for that one and my cup of wine, I care for no one.

این حدیثم چه خوش آمد که سحرگه می گفت

How well this saying pleased me, which at dawn

بر در میکده ای با دف و نی ترسایی

a Christian was speaking at a tavern door with tambourine and reed:

گر مسلمانی از این است که حافظ دارد

"If being a Muslim is what Hafez has,

آه اگر از پی امروز بود فردایی

alas, if after today there should come a tomorrow."