IV112

I never avoid Love, Beauty, or Wine;
I had felt guilt a hundred times, but will do so no more.

You can dream of paradise and its beauties,
I will give them all away for the Friend.

Sometimes you can tell much by a single look,
It isn't hard to understand a symbol.

Where is my heart? I can never tell,
Until I taste the wine at the tavern.

The censor says: "Forget love!"
I say: "Trust that I will never do so."

I'm truly religious: Unlike the shameful priests,
I don't talk of love to virgins from a pulpit.

Hafiz, you depend on the Magus Sage.
Kiss his gateway, for there you'll find your fortune.

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