When my true Beloved the wine ...

When my true Beloved the wine - cup in hand taketh ,

Through His resplendent beauty the market of idols lovely ones disaster taketh . *** Like a fish , I have fallen into the sea of tears

So that , me , by the hook , the true Beloved taketh . *** Every one , who beheld His intoxicated eye said

Where a Muhtasib , who the intoxicated taketh *** In lamentation , at His feet , I have fallen

In the hope that me , by the hand , the true Beloved taketh . *** Happy the heart of that one who , like Hafiz ,

A cup of the wine of Alast , taketh . ***