Hafez · Ghazal 370 · Why seek good conduct from us?
صلاح از ما چه می‌جویی؟ که مستان را صلا گفتیمبه دور نرگس مستت سلامت را دعا گفتیم
در میخانه‌ام بگشا که هیچ از خانقه نگشودگرت باور بود ور نه سخن این بود و ما گفتیم
من از چشم تو ای ساقی خراب افتاده‌ام لیکنبلایی کز حبیب آید هزارش مرحبا گفتیم
اگر بر من نبخشایی پشیمانی خوری آخربه خاطر دار این معنی که در خدمت کجا گفتیم
قدت گفتم که شمشاد است؛ بس خجلت به بار آوردکه این نسبت چرا کردیم و این بهتان چرا گفتیم
جگر چون نافه‌ام خون گشت کم زینم نمی‌بایدجزای آن که با زلفت سخن از چین خطا گفتیم
تو آتش گشتی ای حافظ ولی با یار درنگرفتز بدعهدی گل گویی حکایت با صبا گفتیم
You may have tried the respectable door and found it would not open. Hafez turns to another, warmer one, and asks plainly to be let in. He accepts that love has unsettled him, and welcomes a thousand times even the trials that come from the beloved. He also laughs at himself for clumsy words and failed comparisons. Be gentle with your own mistakes, and honest about where your heart truly lies. If your fire has not yet caught in another, it is not wasted; keep your warmth, and wait.
Why do you seek good conduct from us? We have called the drunkards in;
in the age of your drunken narcissus eye, we have bid safety farewell.
Open the tavern door for me, for nothing opened at the khanqah;
believe it or not, this was the word, and we have said it.
O saqi, I have fallen ruined by your eyes, but
to a trial that comes from the beloved we have said a thousand welcomes.
If you do not forgive me, you will feel regret in the end;
keep this in mind, and remember where in your service we said it.
I said your stature was a boxwood; it brought such shame
that we made this comparison, and spoke this slander.
My liver has turned to blood like a musk-pod; I deserve no less
as the price of speaking to your curl of the musk of Cathay.
You turned to fire, Hafez, but it did not catch in the friend;
it was as if we told the breeze the tale of the rose's broken promises.