II40

Without the Friend, nothing in life matters to me.
My life without Him is suffering and hardship.

There's no sign of Allah! How could I define HIM?
Either He gives no sign, or I don't know Him.

You cannot turn away from your true home.
O caravan guide, stop! The road is endless.

The lyre rings out to happiness and joy,
Listen to its song.

"Learn from the clever Guardsman,
He may be drunk, but no one thinks him gentle!

"Even the treasures of Croesus are plundered by time;
Don't bother hiding your gold!" says the harp.

Do not give away secrets to the enemy,
even the headless candle has a tongue!

Hafiz is the greatest of true servants,
and his Master is also the greatest.

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