به جهان خرم از آنم که جهان خرم ازوست
عاشقم بر همه عالم که همه عالم ازوست
به غنیمت شمر ای دوست دم عیسی صبح
تا دل مرده مگر زنده کنی کاین دم ازوست
به حلاوت بخورم زهر که شاهد ساقیست
به ارادت ببرم درد که درمان هم ازوست
زخم خونینم اگر به نشود به باشد
خنک آن زخم که هر لحظه مرا مرهم ازوست
غم و شادی بر عارف چه تفاوت دارد
ساقیا باده بده شادی آن کاین غم ازوست
پادشاهی و گدایی بر ما یکسانست
که برین در همه را پشت عبادت خم ازوست
سعدیا گر بکند سیل فنا خانهٔ عمر (دل)
دل قوی دار که بنیاد بقا محکم ازوست
I am happy with the world because the world is happy with me
My love for the whole world because the whole world is from me
Count it as a spoil, O friend, the breath of Jesus in the morning
Until the dead heart, unless you revive it, the breath of the morning is from me
Let me drink the poison with sweetness, which is the witness of the cupbearer
Let me bear the pain with devotion, which is also the cure
If my wound is bleeding, it will be cool
That wound that is my balm every moment
What is the difference between sadness and happiness for the mystic
The cupbearer, give me the wind, the joy of that cupbearer is from me
Kingdom and begging are the same for us
That you may bow down to everyone behind the worship, is from me
May the flood of destruction, the house of life (heart), make happy people happy
Have a strong heart, which is the foundation of survival, is from me
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