Hafez · Ghazal 75 · Not for nothing
خواب آن نرگس فتان تو، بی‌چیزی نیستتاب آن زلف پریشان تو، بی‌چیزی نیست
از لبت شیر روان بود که من می‌گفتم«این شکر گرد نمکدان تو، بی‌چیزی نیست»
جان درازی تو بادا که یقین می‌دانمدر کمان ناوک مژگان تو، بی‌چیزی نیست
مبتلایی به غم محنت و اندوه فراقای دل! این ناله و افغان تو، بی‌چیزی نیست
دوش، باد از سر کویش به گلستان بگذشتای گل! این چاک گریبان تو، بی‌چیزی نیست
درد عشق ار چه دل از خلق نهان می‌داردحافظ این دیده گریان تو، بی‌چیزی نیست
Something has been stirring in you, and you have noticed signs around you that you cannot quite explain. Hafez repeats one phrase through this ghazal: it is not for nothing. The sleepy glance, the twisted curl, the rose's torn collar, even your own sighs, all carry meaning. Trust that what you feel has a cause, and that it is pointing you somewhere. You need not announce it to everyone; simply pay attention. In time the reason behind these signs will make itself known.
The sleep of that bewitching narcissus of yours is not for nothing;
the twist of that dishevelled curl of yours is not for nothing.
Milk still flowed from your lip when I would say:
"This sugar around your salt-cellar is not for nothing."
Long may you live, for I know for certain
the arrow of your lashes in that bow is not for nothing.
You are afflicted with trouble, grief and the sorrow of parting:
O heart, these laments and cries of yours are not for nothing.
Last night the wind passed from her street into the rose garden:
O rose, this torn collar of yours is not for nothing.
Though the heart hides the pain of love from people,
Hafez, these weeping eyes of yours are not for nothing.