We have tested our fortune
Hafezحافظ
ما آزمودهایم در این شهر بخت خویش
We have tested our fortune in this city;
بیرون کشید باید از این ورطه رخت خویش
we must drag our belongings out of this whirlpool.
از بس که دست میگزم و آه میکشم
From so much biting my hands and sighing,
آتش زدم چو گل به تن لخت لخت خویش
like the rose I have set fire to my body, torn to pieces.
دوشم ز بلبلی چه خوش آمد که میسرود
Last night how sweet it was to hear a nightingale singing,
گل گوش پهن کرده ز شاخ درخت خویش
while the rose, on the branch of her tree, opened wide her ear:
کای دل تو شاد باش که آن یار تندخو
"O heart, be glad, for that harsh-tempered friend
بسیار تند روی نشیند ز بخت خویش
will often sit frowning at her own fortune."
خواهی که سخت و سست جهان بر تو بگذرد
If you want the world's hard and soft to pass you by,
بگذر ز عهد سست و سخنهای سخت خویش
give up your own weak promises and hard words.
وقت است کز فراق تو وز سوز اندرون
It is time, from your absence and the burning within,
آتش درافکنم به همه رخت و پخت خویش
to set fire to all my goods and gear.
ای حافظ ار مراد میسر شدی مدام
Hafez, if every wish were always granted,
جمشید نیز دور نماندی ز تخت خویش
Jamshid would not have been parted from his throne.
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مرغی دیدم نشسته بر باره طوس
در پیش نهاده کله کیکاووس
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.