Hafez · Ghazal 485 · Saqi, the shade of the cloud
ساقیا سایه ابر است و بهار و لب جویمن نگویم چه کن ار اهل دلی خود تو بگوی
بوی یک‌رنگی از این نقش نمی‌آید خیزدلق آلوده صوفی به می ناب بشوی
سفله‌طبع است جهان، بر کرمش تکیه مکنای جهان‌دیده! ثبات قدم از سفله مجوی
دو نصیحت کنمت بشنو و صد گنج ببر«از در عیش درآ و به ره عیب مپوی»
شکر آن را که دگربار رسیدی به بهاربیخ نیکی بنشان و ره تحقیق بجوی
روی جانان طلبی، آینه را قابل سازور نه هرگز گل و نسرین ندمد ز آهن و روی
گوش بگشای که بلبل به فغان می‌گویدخواجه تقصیر مفرما گل توفیق ببوی
گفتی از حافظ ما بوی ریا می‌آیدآفرین بر نفست باد که خوش بردی بوی
Spring has come round again, with shade, flowing water and a world in bloom, and Hafez offers you two pieces of advice worth a hundred treasures: enter through the door of joy, and do not go looking for faults. Do not rely on the world's fickle generosity; instead, plant something good in gratitude for this new season. If you hope to see something beautiful, polish your own mirror first, so it can reflect the light. Listen to the nightingale, and do not let this moment of grace pass you by.
Saqi, here is the cloud's shade, and spring, and the edge of the stream;
I will not say what to do: if you have a heart, say it yourself.
No scent of sincerity comes from this painted show; rise,
and wash the Sufi's stained cloak with pure wine.
The world is mean by nature; do not lean on its generosity;
O you who have seen the world, do not look for steadfastness from the mean.
I give you two pieces of advice; listen, and carry off a hundred treasures:
"Come in through the door of joy, and do not run down the road of finding fault."
In thanks that you have reached spring once again,
plant the root of goodness and seek the road of true understanding.
If you seek the beloved's face, make your mirror worthy of it,
or else the rose and eglantine will never bloom from iron and brass.
Open your ears, for the nightingale is crying out:
"Sir, do not fall short; breathe in the rose of grace."
You said a scent of hypocrisy comes from our Hafez;
bravo for your breath, for you caught the scent well.