An eyebrow kept in my eye
Hafezحافظ
به چشم کردهام ابروی ماهسیمایی
I have set in my eye the eyebrow of a moon-faced one;
خیال سبزخطی، نقش بستهام جایی
I have painted somewhere the image of one with fresh green down.
امید هست که منشور عشقبازی من
There is hope that the charter of my love
از آن کمانچه ابرو رسد به طغرایی
will receive its royal seal from that small bow of an eyebrow.
سرم ز دست بشد، چشم از انتظار بسوخت
My head has slipped from my hands, my eyes have burned with waiting,
در آرزوی سر و چشم مجلسآرایی
longing for the head and eyes of one who graces every gathering.
مکدر است دل، آتش به خرقه خواهم زد
My heart is clouded; I will set fire to my cloak;
بیا! ببین! که کرا میکند تماشایی
come and see whom it will make a spectacle of!
به روز واقعه، تابوت ما ز سرو کنید
On the day it happens, make my coffin of cypress wood,
که میرویم به داغ بلندبالایی
for I go bearing the scar of one tall as a cypress.
زمام دل به کسی دادهام من درویش
I, a dervish, have given the reins of my heart to one
که نیستش به کس از تاج و تخت، پروایی
who cares nothing for anyone's crown or throne.
در آن مقام که خوبان ز غمزه، تیغ زنند
In that place where the lovely ones strike with the sword of their glance,
عجب مدار سری اوفتاده در پایی
do not wonder at a head fallen at someone's feet.
مرا که از رخ او، ماه در شبستان است
I, who have the moon in my chamber from her face,
کجا بود به فروغ ستاره، پروایی؟
what care should I have for the glow of a star?
فراق و وصل چه باشد؟ رضای دوست طلب
What are separation and union? Seek the Friend's pleasure,
که حیف باشد از او، غیر او، تمنایی
for it is a pity to ask anything of Him but Him.
درر ز شوق برآرند ماهیان به نثار
The fish would bring up pearls from longing, to scatter them,
اگر سفینه حافظ رسد به دریایی
if the ship of Hafez should ever reach a sea.
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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.