Well done O messenger, bring a...

Well done O messenger, bring a message from my friend

Willingly I'll give my own life for the sake of my friend.

Like a nightingale in cage, being love-sick is my trend

A singing parrot in love with nuts and sweets of my friend.

My trap is her hair, her mole is the seed, and I

In search of those seeds have been trapped by my friend.

Will remain always drunk, until resurrection is nigh

Whoever, like me, drank from the cup poured by my friend.

I will speak no more of my elation, I trust

Focusing on me diverts me from my friend.

I'd use as eye-liner, if I could, the very dust

Upon which, once or twice walked my friend.

I long for union, while my friend away will turn,

I give up my desires to fulfill those of my friend.

In this your incurable fever, Hafiz, calmly burn

None can heal the pain of longing, my friend.