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Ghazal · 14th century

Whose is this candle?

Hafezحافظ

یا رب این شمع دل‌افروز ز کاشانه کیست؟

O Lord, from whose house is this heart-kindling candle?

جان ما سوخت، بپرسید که جانانه کیست؟

Our soul has burned: ask whose beloved this is.

حالیا خانه‌برانداز دل و دین من است

For now, it is the ruin of the house of my heart and faith:

تا در آغوش که می‌خسبد و هم‌خانه کیست؟

let us see in whose arms it sleeps, and whose house it shares.

باده لعل لبش کز لب من دور مباد

The wine of its ruby lip, may it never be far from mine,

راح روح که و پیمان‌ده پیمانه کیست؟

is whose spirit's wine, and the pourer of whose cup?

دولت صحبت آن شمع سعادت‌پرتو

The fortune of keeping company with that candle of happy radiance,

باز پرسید خدا را که به پروانه کیست؟

ask again, for God's sake, to which moth it will be granted.

می‌دهد هر کسش افسونی و معلوم نشد

Everyone tries a spell on her, and it is still unknown

که دل نازک او مایل افسانه کیست!

to whose tale her delicate heart inclines.

یا رب آن شاه‌وش ماه‌رخ زهره‌جبین

O Lord, that kingly, moon-faced one with the brow of Venus:

در یکتای که و گوهر یک‌دانه کیست؟

whose matchless pearl is she, whose single jewel?

گفتم آه از دل دیوانه حافظ بی‌تو

I said, "Ah, for the mad heart of Hafez, without you!"

زیر لب خنده‌زنان گفت که دیوانه کیست؟

Laughing under her breath, she said: "Who is the mad one?"

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

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