ای دریغا ای دریغا ای دریغ ** کانچنان ماهی نهان شد زیر میغ‌‌

O alas, O alas, O alas that such a moon became hidden under the clouds!

چون زنم دم کاتش دل تیز شد ** شیر هجر آشفته و خون ریز شد

How should I utter a word?—for the fire in my heart is grown fierce, the lion of separation (from the Beloved) has become raging and blood-shedding.

آن که او هوشیار خود تند است و مست ** چون بود چون او قدح گیرد به دست‌‌ 1725

One that even when sober is violent and furious, how will it be when he takes the wine-cup in his hand?

شیر مستی کز صفت بیرون بود ** از بسیط مرغزار افزون بود

The furious Lion who is beyond description is too great for (cannot be contained in) the wide expanse of the meadow.

قافیه اندیشم و دل دار من ** گویدم مندیش جز دیدار من‌‌

I am thinking of rhymes, and my Sweetheart says to me, “Do not think of aught except vision of Me.

خوش نشین ای قافیه اندیش من ** قافیه‌‌ی دولت تویی در پیش من‌‌

Sit at thy ease, My rhyme-meditating (friend): in My presence thou art rhymed with (attached to) felicity.

حرف چه بود تا تو اندیشی از آن ** حرف چه بود خار دیوار رزان‌‌

What are words that thou shouldst think of them? What are words? Thorns in the hedge of the vineyard.

حرف و صوت و گفت را بر هم زنم ** تا که بی‌‌این هر سه با تو دم زنم‌‌ 1730

I will throw word and sound and speech into confusion, that without these three I may converse with thee.

آن دمی کز آدمش کردم نهان ** با تو گویم ای تو اسرار جهان‌‌

That word which I kept hidden from Adam I will speak to thee, O (thou who art the) consciousness of the world.

آن دمی را که نگفتم با خلیل ** و آن غمی را که نداند جبرئیل‌‌

(I will tell to thee) that word which I did not communicate to Abraham, and that pain (love) which Gabriel does not know.”