The fragrance of love I've scented, The lightning of union see;
Come, breath of the Northland zephyr; I die for the scent of thee.

Guide of the Loved One's camels, Stand and unload; for lo!
Patience, for love and longing, Hath all forsaken me.

Forbear, o my heart, complaining Of separation's night,
In thanks that the day of union Hath from the screen won free.

Since that the Friend excusement Desireth and accord,
One of the watcher's noyance Can unregardful be.

Come, for with sevenfold tissues, The eye's rose-coloured wede,
The workshop and place of thine image Hung and adorned have we.

My grief-straitened heart holds nothing, Excepting the thought of thy mouth;
May never one follow after A vain conceit, like me!

Shall I with the true beloved For aught be vexed? Nay, none
Can with his own soul angered Be; and my soul is she.

Slain of thy love is Hafiz The exile; yet do thou
Visit our dust, and lawful Our blood shall be to thee.