God's peace
Hafezحافظ
سلام الله ما کر اللیالي
God's peace, as long as the nights return
و جاوبت المثاني و المثالي
and the lute strings answer one another,
علی وادي الأراک و من علیها
upon the valley of Arak and those who dwell there,
و دار باللوی فوق الرمال
and a house at Liwa, above the sands.
دعاگوی غریبان جهانم
I am one who prays for the strangers of the world,
و أدعو بالتواتر و التوالي
and I pray again and again, without ceasing.
به هر منزل که رو آرد خدا را
To whatever stage he turns his face, O God,
نگه دارش به لطف لایزالی
keep him safe with your everlasting grace.
منال ای دل که در زنجیر زلفش
Do not lament, O heart, for in the chain of her curl
همه جمعیت است آشفته حالی
all disarray becomes a gathered calm.
ز خطت صد جمال دیگر افزود
Your line of down has added a hundred other beauties;
که عمرت باد صد سال جلالی
may your life last a hundred years of glory.
تو میباید که باشی ور نه سهل است
It is you who must remain; otherwise, it is a small thing,
زیان مایه جاهی و مالی
the loss of the capital of rank and wealth.
بر آن نقاش قدرت آفرین باد
Praise to that painter of power
که گرد مه کشد خط هلالی
who draws a crescent line around the moon.
فحبک راحتي في کل حین
Your love is my rest at every moment,
و ذکرک مونسي في کل حال
and your remembrance my companion in every state.
سویدای دل من تا قیامت
May the black core of my heart, until the Resurrection,
مباد از شوق و سودای تو خالی
never be empty of longing and passion for you.
کجا یابم وصال چون تو شاهی
Where shall I find union with a king like you,
من بدنام رند لاابالی
I, the ill-famed and carefree rend?
خدا داند که حافظ را غرض چیست
God knows what Hafez is seeking,
و علم الله حسبي من سؤالي
and God's knowing is enough; I need not ask.
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with the skull of Kay Kavus set down before it.
A Bird on the Walls of Tus
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خجل شد چو پهنای دریا بدید
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it was ashamed when it saw the breadth of the sea.
A Drop of Rain
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