غزل شمارهٔ 202

O heart ! it may be that the door of the wine-houses, they will open : The knot (of difficulty) of our entangled work they will open.

If, for the sake of the Zahid's heart, self-seeing, they closed the door ; Strong, keep the heart; for, for the sake of God, they will open.

By the purity of the heart of profligates, drinkers of the morning cup, With the key of prayer, many a closed door, they will open.

Write ye a letter of condolence to the daughter of the vine, So that, the doubled-up tress, all the young Magians will loose.

At the death of pure wine, sever the tress (cord) of the harp : So that, blood, from the eye-lashes, all the companions will loose.

O God ! they (fate and destiny) closed the door of the wine-house. Approve not. For, the door of deception and of hypocrisy, they will open.

Hafiz ! this khirka that thou hast, to-morrow (the day of resurrection) thou wilt see, How, with violence, the (religious) cord (of infidelity) from beneath it, they will loose.