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Ghazaliyat by Hafez, in audio recordings by شاپرک شیرازی
O Thou, whose face, moon in appearance, (is) the fresh spring of beauty; Whose mole and down (are), the centre of grace, and the circle of beauty !
O Saki ! 'tis the morn (of youth) ; full of wine (of divine knowledge), a goblet make: The sky's revolution delayeth not ; haste make.
(O true Beloved!) by the door enter; and our chamber luminous make : The air of the assembly of souls perfumed - make.
O light of my eye (the holy traveller) ! a matter there is, hear : "Since thy cup (of love for God) is full ; cause others to drink; and thyself drink.
One lofty of stature, bold, picture-player of mine Made short the tale (of renown) of the long austerity of mine.
When (to reach His skirt) the dust of His path, I become, His skirt He shaketh from me : If I say: "(In love), my heart, return," His face, He turneth from me,
By the soul of the Pir of the tavern ; and by (my) gratitude for the favour of his, (I swear) that, in my head, is naught save desire of service of his
The beloved said : " Forth, thou wentest for the spectacle of the new (crescent) moon : " Thine, be shame of my (crescent) moon eye-brows (that are more glorious) ; go!
The green expanse of sky, I beheld ; and the sickle (the crescent) of the new moon ; To me, recollection came of my own sown-field ; and of the time of reaping (the judgment-day).
O Thou (that hast) the (resplendent) sun, the mirror-holder of the beauty of Thine; (And) the musk (dark fragrant) tress, the censer-circulator of the (dark) mole of Thine !
O thou (that hast) the blood-price of the (precious) musk-pod of Chin, the dust of the path of thine ; (And) the sun, cherished in the shade of the border of the cap of thine !
Torment (of envy) to the violet, giveth the musk-exhaling tress- of thine; The fold of the rose-bud, rendeth the heart-alluring laughter of thine.
The down (the world's up-springing) of the true Beloved's cheek, eclipsed is the moon by which, Is a joyous ring; but path is none out from it.
Pleasure's rose-bush blossometh : the Saki, rose of cheek, where ? Bloweth the spring breeze ; the pleasant tasting wine, where?
messenger of the true ones (sincere lovers) ! news of our Beloved utter: To the bulbul, song-singing (the lover), the state of the rose (the Beloved), utter.
From the heart-desiring ruby (lip of the true Beloved) ever is my ease ; (And) my work to desire, al hamdu-1-illah !
Union with the Beloved than everlasting life, better; O Lord ! me that (union) give ; for that (is) best.
(O beloved !) suddenly, thy veil thou up-castedest. - This is what ? Intoxicated, forth from the house, thou hastenedest. - This is what?
The door (threshold) of the magians' house was swept and water-sprinkled : (At the door) the Pir sat, and to old and to young, salutation gave.
O thou that, with the long trailing tress, hast come ! Thine be leisure ; for, (with love) pitying the distraught, thou hast come.
Last night, to the door of the wine-house, I went, sleep stained The khirka wet of skirt, and the prayer-mat, wine stained
O beloved ! separate from me, be not ; for, the light of my eye thou art : The ease of soul and the friend of the heart-distraught one.
With my heart's blood, a letter to the friend, I wrote : " Verily, through separation from thee, I experience the torment of the resurrection."
O Saki ! intoxicated with love's cup, I am ; give a little wine. Full, make the goblet ; for, without wine, the assembly hath not (even) a little lustre.
O thou that, on the moon (of thy radiant face), the veil of musky hair castest, Kindness, thou didst ; on the sun (thy effulgent face, so that from love's fire, lovers should not consume) a shade thou castest.
O heart ! a moment, void of love and of intoxication, be not ; At that time, go when, from non-existence to existence, thou escapedest.
To the adversary, utter not the mysteries of love and of intoxication, So that, without knowledge (of love), in pain of self-worshipping, he may die.
O thou, of whose street, (only) a tale is the tale of paradise ; And of whose face, (only) a sign is the description of the beauty of the Hur.
Last night, in sleep, I saw that forth, a great moon had come, From the reflection of the face whereof, to an end, the night of separation had come.
In the morning, to the breeze, I uttered the tale of my longing ; The address (of reply) came saying: "A relier be on the favours of Lordship."
If, kind (on our state), the heart of that Beloved had been, how well it would have been ; For, if (kind) like that, He had been, not like this our state would have been.
By His (the true Beloved's) soul I swear that if power of (sacrificing) my life had been, The humble offering of His slave, it would have been.
If, like the (lofty) cypress, a moment thou move in a rose-garden, In envy of thy face, every rose suffereth a thorn.
'Tis a city full of graceful ones ; and, on every side, an idol. O friends ! 'tis love's salutation, if ye make , a bargain.
(O Beloved!) Thou whose purpose in the world whatever it be, Thou hast; Of the state of the feeble and of the powerless, what grief (is it that) Thou hast ?
O breeze ! the perfume of that musk-scented tress thou hast ; As the token, thou stayest ; for its perfume thou hast.
(O beloved ! ) come ; towards us this hatred exercise not ; For the light of ancient society, thou hast.
O thou that, in the tavern-street, thy dwelling hast ! The Jamshid of thy own time, thou art, if, on the cup, thy hand thou hast.
O thou that lawful, the separation of lovers holdest; (And) apart from thy bosom, lovers holdest !
Tis a time when expectant, us thou keepest; , Not in the way of others, thy slaves, thou keepest.
On the day of judgment, thee the sky happily aided ; Let us see thanks, how thou mayst offer; in thanks, what thou mayst bring.
For the sake of love's existence are man and Pari, A little (pure) desire, show, so that a great happiness (in attaining to true love) thou mayst achieve.
From the street of the friend (the perfect murshid), came the fragrant breeze of the nau-ruz (guidance in the Path to God) ; From this breeze, if them desire aid, the lamp of the heart, thou mayest kindle.
'Tis the fresh spring. In this strive that joyous of heart thou mayst be : For, again, blossometh many a rose when in the clay (of the grave) thou shall be.
Efforts, a thousand, I made that, my (true) Beloved, Thou shouldst be; (That) the desire-giver of my sorrowful heart, Thou shouldst be.
O heart! that moment when, intoxicated with wine rose of hue, thou art Without gold and treasure, with a hundred pomps of Karun thou art.
With this beauteous writing that on the rose of thy cheek thou drawest, On the page (leaf) of the rose, and of the rose-bed, the line (of effacement) thou drawest.
As my love (so) the work of Thy beauty took a great perfection ; Happy be on this account that, this beauty (of love and of form) hath not (even) a little decline.
One morning to the garden I went a rose to pluck, Suddenly, came to my ear the clamour of a bulbul.
