Hafez · Ghazal 476 · Breeze of the fortunate morning
نسیم صبح سعادت! بدان نشان که تو دانیگذر به کوی فلان کن، در آن زمان که تو دانی
تو پیک خلوت رازی و دیده بر سر راهتبه مردمی نه به‌فرمان چنان بران که تو دانی
بگو که جان عزیزم ز دست رفت، خدا راز لعل روح‌فزایش ببخش آن که تو دانی
من این حروف نوشتم، چنان که غیر ندانستتو هم ز روی کرامت، چنان بخوان که تو دانی
خیال تیغ تو با ما، حدیث تشنه و آب استاسیر خویش گرفتی، بکش چنان که تو دانی
امید در کمر زرکشت چگونه ببندم؟دقیقه‌ای است نگارا در آن میان که تو دانی
یکی است ترکی و تازی، در این معامله حافظحدیث عشق بیان کن، بدان زبان که تو دانی
Every line of this ghazal ends with the same quiet trust: as you know. Hafez sends his message on the morning breeze and does not spell it out; he trusts the messenger, and the beloved, to understand. You may be wondering how to say something that matters to you. Hafez's counsel is that love can be told in any language, so speak in your own words and in your own way. Some things are understood without being explained. Send your message kindly and let it find its own hour.
O morning breeze of good fortune, by that sign you know,
pass by a certain lane, at that hour you know.
You are the courier of the private secret, and my eyes watch your road;
out of kindness, not by command, go the way you know.
Say that my dear life has slipped from my hands; for God's sake,
from her soul-reviving ruby lip, grant that which you know.
I wrote these letters so that no stranger would understand;
you too, out of grace, read them the way you know.
The thought of your sword is to us as water to the thirsty;
you have taken your captive; kill as you know how.
How can I tie my hope to your gold-embroidered belt?
There is a subtle point, my love, in that middle, which you know.
Turkish and Arabic are one in this affair, Hafez;
tell the tale of love in whatever tongue you know.