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Ghazal · 14th century

I will not stop seeking

Hafezحافظ

دست از طلب ندارم تا کام من برآید

I will not stop seeking until my desire is fulfilled:

یا تن رسد به جانان یا جان ز تن برآید

either my body reaches the beloved, or my soul leaves my body.

بگشای تربتم را بعد از وفات و بنگر

Open my grave after I have died, and look:

کز آتش درونم دود از کفن برآید

from the fire within me, smoke will rise from my shroud.

بنمای رخ که خلقی واله شوند و حیران

Show your face, so that people grow distraught and bewildered;

بگشای لب که فریاد از مرد و زن برآید

open your lips, so that a cry goes up from men and women.

جان بر لب است و حسرت در دل که از لبانش

My soul is on my lips, and there is longing in my heart, that

نگرفته هیچ کامی جان از بدن برآید

without taking any pleasure from her lips, my soul should leave my body.

از حسرت دهانش آمد به تنگ جانم

From longing for her mouth my soul is in a narrow place;

خود کام تنگدستان کی زان دهن برآید

when will the poor man's wish come true from that narrow mouth?

گویند ذکر خیرش در خیل عشقبازان

Among the ranks of lovers they speak well of him

هر جا که نام حافظ در انجمن برآید

wherever the name of Hafez comes up in company.

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

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