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Ghazal · 14th centuryDraft

We have come to this door for refuge

Hafezحافظ

ما بدین در نه پی حشمت و جاه آمده ایم

We have not come to this door for pomp and rank;

از بد حادثه این جا به پناه آمده ایم

we have come here for shelter from misfortune.

ره رو منزل عشقیم و ز سرحد عدم

We are travellers to the station of love, and from the frontier of non-being

تا به اقلیم وجود این همه راه آمده ایم

to the realm of existence we have come all this way.

سبزه خط تو دیدیم و ز بستان بهشت

We saw the green down of your cheek, and from the garden of paradise

به طلبکاری این مهرگیاه آمده ایم

we have come in search of this love-root.

با چنین گنج که شد خازن او روح امین

With such a treasure, whose keeper is the Trusted Spirit,

به گدایی به در خانه شاه آمده ایم

we have come begging to the door of the king's house.

لنگر حلم تو ای کشتی توفیق کجاست

Where is the anchor of your forbearance, O ship of grace?

که در این بحر کرم غرق گناه آمده ایم

For in this sea of generosity we have come drowned in sin.

آبرو می رود ای ابر خطاپوش ببار

Our honour is going; O sin-covering cloud, rain down,

که به دیوان عمل نامه سیاه آمده ایم

for to the court of deeds we have come with a blackened record.

حافظ این خرقه پشمینه بینداز که ما

Hafez, throw off this woollen cloak, for we

از پی قافله با آتش آه آمده ایم

have come after the caravan with the fire of sighs.

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

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