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This jacket that I have is the first in the line of wine
This is a senseless notebook, a waste of the noblest.
As I lost my life, as much as I saved,
Falling in the corner of a ruin, ruin first.
If you think of advice, it is far from being a dervish.
Both the chest is full of fire and the sight is full of water.
I will not share the hermit's condition with the people.
If I tell this story, it should be done first.
Until the sky is without head and feet,
In the head is the passion for alcohol, in the hand is the first wine.
I love you too, I don't mind, yes,
If I can bear it, once it's hot, first,
When you are old, Hafiz, leave the tavern.
Passion and enthusiasm, in the context of Shabab.