When you hear the people of heart

چو بشنوی سخن اهل دل، مگو که خطاست

When you hear the words of the people of heart, do not say they are wrong;

سخن‌شناس نه‌ای، جان من! خطا این جاست

you do not understand the words, my dear: that is where the error lies.

سرم به دنیی و عقبی فرو نمی‌آید

My head does not bow to this world or the next;

تبارک الله ازین فتنه‌ها که در سر ماست

blessed be God, what turmoil fills our head!

در اندرون من خسته‌دل ندانم کیست!

I do not know who it is inside my weary heart,

که من خموشم و او در فغان و در غوغاست

for I am silent, and he is crying out in uproar.

دلم ز پرده برون شد، کجایی ای مطرب؟

My heart has slipped out of its veil: where are you, minstrel?

بنال، هان که از این پرده، کار ما به نواست

Play your lament, for in this mode our affairs are in tune.

مرا به کار جهان هرگز التفات نبود

I never paid attention to the affairs of the world;

رخ تو در نظر من چنین خوشش آراست

your face, in my eyes, made it look so lovely.

نخفته‌ام ز خیالی که می‌پزد دل من

I have not slept, for the fancy my heart is cooking;

خمار صد شبه دارم شراب‌خانه کجاست؟

I have the hangover of a hundred nights: where is the wine-house?

چنین که صومعه آلوده شد ز خون دلم

Since the cloister has been stained with my heart's blood,

گرم به باده بشویید، حق به دست شماست

if you wash me with wine, you are in the right.

از آن به دیر مغانم عزیز می‌دارند

They hold me dear in the monastery of the Magians

که آتشی که نمیرد، همیشه در دل ماست

because a fire that never dies is always in our heart.

چه ساز بود که در پرده می‌زد آن مطرب

What melody was it that minstrel played behind the veil,

که رفت عمر و هنوزم دماغ پر ز هواست

that life has gone, and still my head is full of its air?

ندای عشق تو دیشب در اندرون دادند

Last night they called out your love within me;

فضای سینه حافظ هنوز پر ز صداست

the space of Hafez's breast is still full of its echo.