The courier from the Friend's country
Hafezحافظ
آن پیک نامور که رسید از دیار دوست
That renowned courier who came from the Friend's country
آورد حرز جان ز خط مشکبار دوست
brought a charm for the soul in the Friend's musk-scented hand.
خوش میدهد نشان جلال و جمال یار
Sweetly he gives the signs of the beloved's majesty and beauty;
خوش میکند حکایت عز و وقار دوست
sweetly he tells the tale of the Friend's honour and grace.
دل دادمش به مژده و خجلت همیبرم
I gave him my heart as a reward for the news, and I am ashamed
زین نقد قلب خویش که کردم نثار دوست
of this false coin of mine that I scattered before the Friend.
شکر خدا که از مدد بخت کارساز
Thanks be to God that, with the help of fortune that mends affairs,
بر حسب آرزوست همه کار و بار دوست
all the Friend's affairs go just as one would wish.
سیر سپهر و دور قمر را چه اختیار؟
What choice have the turning sky and the circling moon?
در گردشند بر حسب اختیار دوست
They revolve as the Friend chooses.
گر باد فتنه هر دو جهان را به هم زند
Though the wind of turmoil throws both worlds together,
ما و چراغ چشم و ره انتظار دوست
here we are, with the lamp of our eyes, on the road, waiting for the Friend.
کحل الجواهری به من آر ای نسیم صبح
Bring me a jewelled salve for my eyes, O morning breeze,
زان خاک نیکبخت که شد رهگذار دوست
from that fortunate dust that became the Friend's path.
ماییم و آستانه عشق و سر نیاز
Here we are, at the threshold of love, with heads bowed in need:
تا خواب خوش که را برد اندر کنار دوست
let us see whom sweet sleep will carry to the Friend's embrace.
دشمن به قصد حافظ اگر دم زند چه باک؟
If the enemy breathes a word against Hafez, what fear?
منت خدای را که نیم شرمسار دوست
Thank God, I am not ashamed before the Friend.
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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.