As long as the tavern is open and wine is for sale,
I'll be pawning my head to the Teacher.Let my name be recorded forever as a devotee of my Teacher.
I'm gratefully loyal and will never forget.If you pass by my grave remember to pray,
my headstone will be made out of the wheel of a travelling cart.The beauty that kills Lovers was drunk tonight,
who will be the next victim of the Beloved?O selfish Priest, neither your eyes nor my own
will ever be able to decipher the Mystery.Your Love makes my eyes fall in pain to their grave,
They will keep gazing unto eternity.Hafiz! If you keep being so depressed,
others may get to catch the Beloved's curls.
