Hafez · Ghazal 176 · At dawn, wakeful fortune
سحرم دولت بیدار به بالین آمدگفت برخیز که آن خسرو شیرین آمد
قدحی درکش و سرخوش به تماشا بخرامتا ببینی که نگارت به چه آیین آمد
مژدگانی بده ای خلوتی نافه‌گشایکه ز صحرای ختن آهوی مشکین آمد
گریه آبی به رخ سوختگان بازآوردناله فریادرس عاشق مسکین آمد
مرغ دل باز هوادار کمان‌ابروییستای کبوتر نگران باش که شاهین آمد
ساقیا می بده و غم مخور از دشمن و دوستکه به کام دل ما آن بشد و این آمد
رسم بدعهدی ایام چو دید ابر بهارگریه‌اش بر سمن و سنبل و نسرین آمد
چون صبا گفته حافظ بشنید از بلبلعنبرافشان به تماشای ریاحین آمد
Fortune is awake in this ghazal: it comes to your pillow at dawn and tells you to rise, because what you longed for has arrived. Your tears have not been wasted; they have brought the colour back to your face, and your cry has been heard. Stop worrying about who is for you and who is against you: as Hafez says, what weighed on you is leaving and what you wished for is coming. Step out gladly to meet it. Only keep a little watchfulness, like the dove, so that joy does not make you careless.
At dawn wakeful fortune came to my pillow
and said, "Rise, for that sweet king has come."
Drink a cup, and stroll out merry to watch,
so you may see in what fashion your beloved has come.
Give a reward for the good news, O secluded one who opens the musk-pod,
for from the plains of Khotan the musky gazelle has come.
Weeping has brought the colour back to the faces of the burned;
the cry of the helpless lover has found its answer.
The bird of the heart longs again for a bow-browed one;
O dove, be watchful, for the falcon has come.
Saqi, give wine, and do not grieve over enemy or friend,
for as our heart wished, that one has gone and this one has come.
When the spring cloud saw how faithless the days are,
its weeping fell upon the jasmine, the hyacinth and the wild rose.
When the breeze heard the words of Hafez from the nightingale,
it came scattering ambergris to look upon the sweet herbs.