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Ghazal · 14th century

Since your curl fell to the breeze

Hafezحافظ

تا سر زلف تو در دست نسیم افتادست

Since the tip of your curl has fallen into the hand of the breeze,

دل سودازده از غصه دو نیم افتادست

my love-crazed heart has fallen in two from grief.

چشم جادوی تو خود عین سواد سحر است

Your sorcerer eye is the very draft of magic,

لیکن این هست که این نسخه سقیم افتادست

but it is true that this copy has fallen languid.

در خم زلف تو آن خال سیه دانی چیست؟

In the bend of your curl, do you know what that black mole is?

نقطه دوده که در حلقه جیم افتادست

A dot of ink that has fallen within the loop of the letter jim.

زلف مشکین تو در گلشن فردوس عذار

Your musky curl in the paradise garden of your cheek,

چیست؟ طاووس که در باغ نعیم افتادست

what is it? A peacock that has fallen into the Garden of Bliss.

دل من در هوس روی تو ای مونس جان

My heart, in longing for your face, O companion of my soul,

خاک راهیست که در دست نسیم افتادست

is dust of the road that has fallen into the hand of the breeze.

همچو گرد این تن خاکی نتواند برخاست

Like dust, this earthly body cannot rise

از سر کوی تو زان رو که عظیم افتادست

from the head of your lane, for it has fallen there so heavily.

سایه قد تو بر قالبم ای عیسی دم

The shadow of your stature on my body, O you with the breath of Jesus,

عکس روحیست که بر عظم رمیم افتادست

is a spirit's reflection that has fallen on decayed bones.

آن که جز کعبه مقامش نبد از یاد لبت

The one whose only station was the Kaaba, from the memory of your lip,

بر در میکده دیدم که مقیم افتادست

I saw at the tavern door, where he has fallen and stayed.

حافظ گمشده را با غمت ای یار عزیز

Between lost Hafez and your grief, O dear friend,

اتحادیست که در عهد قدیم افتادست

there is a oneness that came about in the ancient covenant.

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

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