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Ghazal · 14th century

Did you see?

Hafezحافظ

دیدی که یار، جز سر جور و ستم نداشت

Did you see? The beloved had no thought but cruelty and wrong;

بشکست عهد، وز غم ما، هیچ غم نداشت

she broke her promise and had no care at all for our grief.

یا رب مگیرش ارچه دل چون کبوترم

O Lord, do not punish her, though she brought down

افکند و کشت و عزت صید حرم نداشت

my dove-like heart and killed it, and did not honour the quarry of the sanctuary.

بر من، جفا ز بخت من آمد وگرنه یار

The cruelty came to me from my own fortune; otherwise the beloved,

حاشا که رسم لطف و طریق کرم نداشت

God forbid, did not lack the custom of kindness and the way of generosity.

با این همه، هر آن‌که نه خواری کشید از او

For all that, whoever did not suffer some slight from her

هر جا که رفت، هیچ کسش محترم نداشت

was held in respect by no one, wherever he went.

ساقی بیار باده و با محتسب بگو

Saqi, bring wine, and tell the morals officer:

انکار ما مکن که چنین جام، جم نداشت

do not deny us, for even Jamshid never had such a cup.

هر راهرو که ره به حریم درش نبرد

Every traveller who did not find the way to the sanctuary of her door,

مسکین برید وادی و ره در حرم نداشت

poor soul, crossed the valley and never reached the shrine.

«حافظ»! ببر تو گوی فصاحت که مدعی

Hafez, carry off the prize of eloquence, for the pretender

هیچش هنر نبود و خبر نیز هم نداشت

had no skill at all, and no knowledge either.

Translation
Persiahaus Editors
Source
Draft translation from the Ganjoor text (Qazvini–Ghani edition)

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