A crown on the heads of the fair
Hafezحافظ
تویی که بر سر خوبان کشوری چون تاج
You are the one who sits like a crown on the heads of the fair:
سزد اگر همه دلبران دهندت باج
it is only fitting that all heart-stealers pay you tribute.
دو چشم شوخ تو برهم زده خطا و حبش
Your two playful eyes have thrown Khata and Abyssinia into turmoil;
به چین زلف تو ماچین و هند داده خراج
to the twist of your tresses Machin and India have paid tribute.
بیاض روی تو روشن چو عارض رخ روز
The whiteness of your face is as bright as the cheek of day;
سواد زلف سیاه تو هست ظلمت داج
the blackness of your dark curl is the gloom of the darkest night.
دهان شهد تو داده رواج آب خضر
Your honeyed mouth has given currency to the water of Khizr;
لب چو قند تو برد از نبات مصر رواج
your sugar-sweet lip has taken the market from Egyptian candy.
از این مرض به حقیقت شفا نخواهم یافت
In truth, I will never find a cure for this sickness,
که از تو درد دل ای جان! نمیرسد به علاج
for the heartache that comes from you, my soul, is beyond remedy.
چرا همی شکنی جان من ز سنگدلی؟
Why do you keep breaking my soul with your stony heart?
دل ضعیف که باشد، به نازکی چو زجاج
A weak heart is as delicate as glass.
لب تو خضر و دهان تو آب حیوان است
Your lip is Khizr, and your mouth the water of life;
قد تو سرو و میانموی و بر، به هیئت عاج
your stature a cypress, your waist a hair, your breast like ivory.
فتاد در دل حافظ هوای چون تو شهی
Into the heart of Hafez has fallen the longing for a king like you:
کمینه ذره خاک در تو بودی کاج
if only he were the least speck of dust at your door!
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مرغی دیدم نشسته بر باره طوس
در پیش نهاده کله کیکاووس
I saw a bird perched on the ramparts of Tus,
with the skull of Kay Kavus set down before it.
A Bird on the Walls of Tus
یکی قطره باران ز ابری چکید
خجل شد چو پهنای دریا بدید
A drop of rain fell from a cloud;
it was ashamed when it saw the breadth of the sea.
A Drop of Rain
ابتدای کار سیمرغ ای عجب
جلوهگر بگذشت بر چین نیمشب
The beginning of the Simorgh’s story, how wonderful:
in all his splendour he passed over China at midnight.