غزل شمارهٔ 476
Poet: Hafez
Metre: مفاعلن فعلاتن مفاعلن فعلاتن (مجتث مثمن مخبون)
Rhyme: انکهتودانی
Poetic form: Ghazal
Toggle stanza 1نسیم صبح سعادت! بدان نشان که تو دانی
Breeze of the morning of happiness ! for that trace that thou knowest, To a certain one's street, pass at that time that thou knowest.
The footman of the chamber of mystery, thou art ; and on the head of the Path, is my eye ; By manliness, hot by order, urge in that way, that thou knowest.
Say: From my hand passed my feeble soul. For God's sake, From Thy ruby (lip), soul-refreshing, give that that Thou knowest.
(O true Beloved!) these (few) words I wrote, in such a way that the stranger hath not known ; (Them) by way of kindness, do Thou also read in such a way that Thou knowest.
With us, the image of Thy (slaying) sword is the tale of the thirsty one and of water (whereto he desireth to reach) ; Thy own captive, Thou seizest. Slay in such a way that Thou knowest.
On Thy girdle, gold-woven, hope how may I not establish ? O idol ! in that waist, is a subtlety that Thou knowest.
Hafiz ! in this matter, one are Turki and Tazi (Arabian) ; Love's tale, relate in every tongue (language) that thou knowest.
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