Pious priests!
Don't worry about lovers of freedom like me,
No one wants you to account for the sins of others.Mind your own sins,
why are you so concerned about the rest?
What you sow, so shall you reap.The sober and the drunk both want to be Lovers.
But in the Mosque you see the love of power.I will bow before the door of the tavern,
its more pure.
My enemies are free to hang me if they choose.Don't question the grace of Allah,
you don't know who before Allah is good or evil.And I'm not alone among the sinners,
my father was Adam, who gave up paradise.Hafiz: after the tavern, paradise will be your home,
so long as when you die, you get a cup of wine.
