Hafez · Ghazal 433 · A veil over the moon
ای که بر ماه از خط مشکین نقاب انداختیلطف کردی سایه‌ای بر آفتاب انداختی
تا چه خواهد کرد با ما آب و رنگ عارضتحالیا نیرنگ نقشی خوش بر آب انداختی
گوی خوبی بردی از خوبان خلخ شاد باشجام کیخسرو طلب، کافراسیاب انداختی
هرکسی با شمع رخسارت به وجهی عشق باختزان میان پروانه را در اضطراب انداختی
گنج عشق خود نهادی در دل ویران ماسایه دولت بر این کنج خراب انداختی
زینهار از آب آن عارض که شیران را از آنتشنه‌لب کردی و گردان را در آب انداختی
خواب بیداران ببستی وآن گه از نقش خیالتهمتی بر شب‌روان خیل خواب انداختی
پرده از رخ برفکندی یک نظر در جلوه‌گاهوز حیا حور و پری را در حجاب انداختی
باده نوش از جام عالم بین که بر اورنگ جمشاهد مقصود را از رخ نقاب انداختی
از فریب نرگس مخمور و لعل می‌پرستحافظ خلوت‌نشین را در شراب انداختی
وز برای صید دل در گردنم زنجیر زلفچون کمند خسرو مالک رقاب انداختی
داور داراشکوه ای آن که تاج آفتاباز سر تعظیم بر خاک جناب انداختی
نصرة الدین شاه یحیی آن که خصم ملک رااز دم شمشیر چون آتش در آب انداختی
A treasure has been placed in a corner of your life you thought was ruined, and the shadow of good fortune has fallen there. Hafez marvels at how beauty and grace turn things upside down: the proud are humbled, the recluse is drawn out into joy. You may be at the threshold of something you have long wanted, the veil lifting from what you hoped for. Receive it gladly, with humility, and trust that the hidden worth in you has been seen.
O you who cast a veil of musky down across the moon,
you were kind: you cast a shade over the sun.
What will the lustre and colour of your cheek do with us yet?
For now you have cast a lovely trick of a picture on the water.
You have carried off the ball of beauty from the fair ones of Khalkh; be glad.
Seek Kay Khosrow's cup, for you have thrown down Afrasiab.
Everyone has played at love with the candle of your face in some way;
of them all, it was the moth you threw into turmoil.
You laid the treasure of your love in our ruined heart;
you cast the shadow of fortune on this ruined corner.
Beware the lustre of that cheek, with which you left lions
thirsty-lipped and threw heroes into the water.
You bound the sleep of the wakeful, and then, with the picture of your image,
you cast the blame on the night-travelling troop of dreams.
You lifted the veil from your face for one glance on the stage,
and out of shame you sent houris and fairies behind the veil.
Drink wine from the world-seeing cup, for on Jamshid's throne
you have lifted the veil from the face of the longed-for beauty.
With the trickery of your languid narcissus and your wine-loving ruby
you have thrown the recluse Hafez into wine.
And to hunt the heart, you have thrown the chain of your curl around my neck
like the lasso of the king who is master of men's necks.
O judge with the glory of Darius, you who made the sun
cast its crown in reverence on the dust of your court:
Nosrat al-Din Shah Yahya, you who, with the edge of your sword,
threw the kingdom's enemy into water, like fire.