His lip , I kiss and down drin...

His lip , I kiss and down drink its wine

To the water of life I have taken my foot . *** Neither His mystery can I utter to any

Nor any one can I see in comparison with Him . *** The cup keepeth kissing his ruby lip and drinking blood

The red rose keepeth seeing his - ruddy face , and maketh sweat . *** From retirement to the garden , the rose brought its throne

O Zahid like the folded rose - bud , the carpet of austerity , make folded , *** O Saki the cup of wine , give and recollection of Jamshid , make not

Who knoweth when Jams - hid was or when Kay *** O moon - minstrel on the harp , thy hand extend

Its veins cords touch , so that with them I may exult . *** Like his intoxicated eye , let not the intoxicated be intoxicated

Saki to the memory of his ruby lip give wine . *** Separation , the soul seeketh not from that body ,

In whose veins and body , the blood of the cup is . *** When the bird of the morning uttereth Huwa Huwa He is He is >

Away from the hand , put not the cup of wine of Hai Hai *** Like Majnan , in pursuit of the sight of Laila ,

O heart it is necessary to move about every member of the tribe Hayy . *** With the Sultan of the rose , be happy and wine , drink

Reckon it gain , the freedom of the month Rahman from the month Dai . *** Hafiz thy tongue indraw a while

The tongue language of the tongueless , hear from the tongueless reed pipe ***