Pleasant that day when from this cage released I will be,
From the beloved’s separation, released and happy I will be.
I put my head upon the beloved’s step in the sanctum of love,
I put my lips upon your sweet lips, Farhad I will be.
I traverse the tavern’s way and I reach the old age,
By the inspiration of the tavern-elder lighthearted I will be.
I hope that one day I attend the lovers' sanctum,
Delightful, joyous and merry I will be.
Neither in the tavern I am let in nor in the mosque I have room,
Tell the beloved to provide some means to guide me.