حافظ

1. O sake ,  pass the brimming goblet round- love  seemed so simple, hazards now abound 

الا یا ایها الساقی ادر کاساو نا ولها

که عشق آسان نمود اول، ولی افتاد مشکل ها

Thanks to the breeze- blown musk from charming curls our hearts in blood of misery are drowned.

What safety in my love s house, when bells Ring out their call the caravan to load?

Colour  your mat with wine, if magus bids  you :   the traveler  knows the custom and the road.

Dark night, and fear of waves and whirlpools terror : the burdenless on shore know not our state : my pleasure seeking brought me ill- repute .

What masks the  mystery men celebrate?

To find god, Hafiz ,you must not have flown: on finding Him , this world you must

   disown