Show your face, and tell me to give up my soul

روی بنما و مرا گو که ز جان دل برگیر

Show your face, and tell me to give up my soul;

پیش شمع آتش پروانه به جان گو درگیر

tell the fire, before the candle, to seize the moth's life.

در لب تشنه ما بین و مدار آب دریغ

Look at our thirsty lips, and do not hold back the water;

بر سر کشته خویش آی و ز خاکش برگیر

come to the head of your slain one and lift him from the dust.

ترک درویش مگیر ار نبود سیم و زرش

Do not abandon the dervish because he has no silver or gold;

در غمت سیم شمار اشک و رخش را زر گیر

in grief for you, count his tears as silver and his pale face as gold.

چنگ بنواز و بساز ار نبود عود چه باک؟

Play the harp and tune it; if there is no aloeswood, what of it?

آتشم عشق و دلم عود و تنم مجمر گیر

Take love as my fire, my heart as the aloes, my body as the censer.

در سماع آی و ز سر خرقه برانداز و برقص

Come into the dance of sama, throw the cloak from your head and dance;

ور نه با گوشه رو و خرقه ما در سر گیر

or else go to a corner and pull our cloak over your head.

صوف برکش ز سر و باده صافی درکش

Pull the wool off your head and drink the pure wine;

سیم در باز و به زر سیمبری در بر گیر

stake your silver, and with gold take a silver-limbed one in your arms.

دوست گو یار شو و هر دو جهان دشمن باش

Say, "Let the Friend be my friend, and both worlds my enemy";

بخت گو پشت مکن، روی زمین لشکر گیر

say, "Fortune, do not turn your back," and take the face of the earth as your army.

میل رفتن مکن ای دوست دمی با ما باش

Do not wish to leave, my friend; stay with us a moment;

بر لب جوی، طرب جوی و به کف ساغر گیر

seek joy by the edge of the stream, and take a cup in your hand.

رفته گیر از برم و زآتش و آب دل و چشم

Count me as gone from your side, and from the fire and water of heart and eye,

گونه‌ام زرد و لبم خشک و کنارم تر گیر

count my face as yellow, my lips as dry and my lap as wet.

حافظ آراسته کن بزم و بگو واعظ را

Hafez, adorn the gathering, and tell the preacher:

که ببین مجلسم و ترک سر منبر گیر

"Look at my gathering, and give up the pulpit."