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Ghazaliyat by Hafez, in audio recordings by اهورا هورخش
The rectitude of work, where? and, I ruined where? Behold the distance of the Path, from where to where?
O Saki! arise; and give the cup: Strew dust on the head of the grief of time.
Into the Magian’s cloister, came my Friend a goblet in His hand: With wine intoxicated, He with his eye intoxicated the wine-dirnkers.
With a single hair of its, a thousand hearts, the tress bound, The path of a thousand remedies bound.
The chamber of vision of my eye is the dwelling of Thine: Show courtesy, and alight, for this house is the House of Thine.
Come! For most unstable is the foundation of the Palace of Hope: Bring the cup; for the foundation of Life is on the wind.
Such a one am I that the tavern-corner is the cloister of mine: The prayer from the Pir of Moghan is the morning task of mine.
O Breeze! If thy path should chance by the Land of the Friend. Bring a fragrant waft of air from the beperfumed tress of the Friend.
More pleasant than the pleasure and the enjoyment of the garden and the spring is what? Where is the Said? Say: “The cause of our waiting is what?”
Who is not fallen into that doubled tress is none ; In whose path is it, that a snare of calamity is none ?
Who, to thy cheek, the hue of the rose and of the wild rose gave, To me, miserable, patience and ease, can give.
The dust of my body is the veil of the (true) Beloved's face ; O happy that moment when from off this face, the veil I cast!
Not that profligate am I that abandoning of the (true) Beloved and of the cup I make : An act like this, the muhtasib knoweth seldom do I make.
