Hafez · The old world will grow young again
نفس باد صبا مشک فشان خواهد شدعالم پیر دگرباره جوان خواهد شد
ارغوان جام عقیقی به سمن خواهد دادچشم نرگس به شقایق نگران خواهد شد
این تطاول که کشید از غم هجران بلبلتا سراپرده گل نعره زنان خواهد شد
گر ز مسجد به خرابات شدم خرده مگیرمجلس وعظ دراز است و زمان خواهد شد
ای دل ار عشرت امروز به فردا فکنیمایه نقد بقا را که ضمان خواهد شد
ماه شعبان منه از دست قدح کاین خورشیداز نظر تا شب عید رمضان خواهد شد
گل عزیز است غنیمت شمریدش صحبتکه به باغ آمد از این راه و از آن خواهد شد
مطربا مجلس انس است غزل خوان و سرودچند گویی که چنین رفت و چنان خواهد شد
حافظ از بهر تو آمد سوی اقلیم وجودقدمی نه به وداعش که روان خواهد شد
Spring is near in this reading: the east wind carries musk and the tired world is about to grow young. The nightingale's long complaint will end at the door of the rose. Yet Hafez's real counsel is about time. You may be postponing a joy, a kindness or a conversation until conditions feel right; the poem asks who can guarantee tomorrow. The rose comes by one path and leaves by another. Stop rehearsing what was and what might be, and give your attention to the gathering you are in now. Something good is ripening; meet it today.
The breath of the east wind will scatter musk;
the old world will grow young once more.
The Judas-tree will pass a carnelian cup to the jasmine;
the narcissus's eye will turn to gaze upon the anemone.
This tyranny the nightingale has borne from the grief of parting —
it will go crying out to the pavilion of the rose.
If I went from the mosque to the tavern, do not find fault:
the sermon's session is long, and time will run out.
O heart, if you put off today's pleasure until tomorrow,
who will stand surety for the ready capital of life?
In Sha'ban, do not let go of the cup, for this sun
will be gone from sight until the night of the Ramadan feast.
The rose is precious: count its company a gift,
for it came into the garden by this way, and by that way will go.
Minstrel, this is a gathering of friends: sing ghazal and song.
How long will you say, "Thus it went, and thus it will be"?
Hafez came for your sake into the realm of being;
take one step to bid him farewell, for he will soon be gone.