It’s impossible to have such a Moon in this world.
Concede it, O heart, concede.
You’re threatening me with a fight? Let’s fight!
We are God’s drunks, drunk from that eternal wine.
You are smart and skillful.
Go away. Stay with the people who have their names and games.
We dressed in paper clothes and went to see the King.
You’re in love with appearances and playing with colorful pencils.
Give up your life with the Beloved’s Love.
A knot cannot be untied without Love.
O soul, become drunk here.
O mind, become lame here.
The light saw Your face and became drunk.
The darkness saw Your hair and was ruined.
Either go to the land of light or darkness.
You have fallen into His buttermilk.
As a matter of fact, you were born from His Love.
Even if you run hundreds of miles, you cannot get away from that idol.
If you are a believer, He is searching for you.
If you are a disbeliever, He is calling you.
Walk this way, become faithful, Go there, become unfaithful.
Both are the same to Him.
Your eye is still in His garden. Your ear is still in His sweet talk.
Plunge into His wealth, become a bee.
Grab His date branch and grow, spread.
The sky is a bow to His arrow. Water is under His command.
If you are straight, be like an arrow.
If you are crooked, turn into a crab.
He has an big, endless, beautiful country.
Whatever or whomever you are, you are needed there.
Become an agate, ruby, brick or stone. All are necessary in that country.
Ruby or stone, come.
Fall into this torrent of trouble.
Go to the sea with the torrent. Be a guest for that lively Love.
That sea resembles the Fountain of Life.
No matter how much you drink, it doesn’t decrease.
If it were to do so, you would feel bad In both your heart and soul.
Swim like a fish in that sea.
When you remember dryness, go towards the land.
Sometimes He puts His lips to yours.
Sometimes He puts you on His lap.
First be a reed flute, then become a harp.
He has no enemy. His drunks are all around.
Don’t stay in the land of solitude.
The day of parade has come for Lovers.
Walk in the front. Be a leader.
Whoever is unaware of His vineyard needs that divine wine.
It’s a vineyard full of wine and grapes.
Sometimes it becomes wine. Sometimes, it becomes opium.
Be silent like Mary.
Let the One who has Jesus’ breath talk.
Who told you to be a friend of a donkey between jobs?
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 1, ghazal 121, verses 1545-1561, pages 295-297.