You have not written for some days
Hafezحافظ
حسب حالی ننوشتی و شد ایامی چند
You have written no word of how you are, and some days have passed;
محرمی کو که فرستم به تو پیغامی چند؟
where is a confidant, that I may send you a few messages?
ما بدان مقصد عالی نتوانیم رسید
We cannot reach that lofty goal
هم مگر پیش نهد لطف شما گامی چند
unless your kindness comes forward a few steps.
چون می از خم به سبو رفت و گل افکند نقاب
Now that the wine has gone from the jar to the jug and the rose has cast off her veil,
فرصت عیش نگه دار و بزن جامی چند
keep hold of the chance for joy and drink a few cups.
قند آمیخته با گل نه علاج دل ماست
Sugar mixed with roses is no cure for our heart;
بوسهای چند برآمیز به دشنامی چند
mix a few kisses with a few harsh words.
زاهد از کوچه رندان به سلامت بگذر
Ascetic, pass safely through the lane of the rends,
تا خرابت نکند صحبت بدنامی چند
lest the company of a few of ill repute should ruin you.
عیب می جمله چو گفتی، هنرش نیز بگو
Since you have told all the faults of wine, tell its virtues too;
نفی حکمت مکن از بهر دل عامی چند
do not deny wisdom to please a few common people.
ای گدایان خرابات خدا یار شماست
O beggars of the tavern, God is your friend;
چشم انعام مدارید ز انعامی چند
do not look for gifts from a few who are like cattle.
پیر میخانه چه خوش گفت به دردیکش خویش
How well the elder of the tavern said to his drinker of dregs:
که مگو حال دل سوخته با خامی چند
"Do not tell the state of a burned heart to the raw."
حافظ از شوق رخ مهرفروغ تو بسوخت
Hafez has burned with longing for your sun-bright face;
کامگارا نظری کن سوی ناکامی چند
O fortunate one, cast a glance towards the unfortunate.
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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.