[1]  O true Beloved on the workshop of the eye ,the form of Thy face ,I drew
An idol in Thy form ,not I saw not I heard .

[2]   Although in search of Thee ,equal in rein speed with the swift north breeze I am
Not even the dust of the swiftly moving cypress of Thy stature ,I reached .

[3]   Hope in the dark night of Thy dark tress for the bright day of life ,I established not
From the heart's desire ,desire for Thy mouth's round form ,I severed ,

[4]   From desire for Thy sweet fountain ,what drops tears they were that I scattered
From Thy ruby lip wine - selling ,what graces I purchased .

[5]   On my wounded heart ,what arrows of glances ,Thou loosedest
At the head of Thy street ,what loads of grief I endured .

[6]   O breeze of the morning from the true Beloved's street ,a little dust bring ;
For ,from that moist land ,the perfume of the blood of the wounded heart I perceived .

[7]   The sin fault of Thy dark eye ,and of Thy heart - alluring neck ,it was ,
That ,like the wild deer ,from man I fled .

[8]   Over my head ,from His street ,a fragrant breeze like the perfumed rose - bud passed ,
For obtaining the perfume of which ,the screen over my poor heart ,1 rent .

[9]   The oath by the dust of Thy foot and by the light of the eye of Hafiz ,I swear that ,without Thy face ,
No splendour from the lamp of the eye ,I saw .

[1]  Auf Herrschaft hoffte ich,Ich opferte mich deinem Dienste,Ich wünschte mir ein Reich,Und wählte dich zu meinem Herren.

[2]  Ich habe dein GesichtVor die Fabrik des Augs gezogen.Ich sah und hörte nurVon einem Bilde, das dir gleichet.

[3]  Wiewohl ich mit dem NordIn gleichem Flügelschritte gehe,So konnt' ich doch noch nichtZur Zeder deines Wuchses kommen.

[4]  In deiner Locken NachtThat ich Verzicht auf Lebenstage,Im Kreise deines MundsVergaß ich meines Herzens Wünsche.

[5]  Wie viel vergoß ich nichtAus Sehnsucht deines Auges Thränen!Wie viel LiebkosungenErkauft' ich nicht von deinen Lippen.

[6]  Mit wie viel Pfeilen hastDu nicht mein Wundes Herz durchschoßen?Wie viele Lasten GramHab' ich in deinem Gau geschleppet?

[7]  Bring' mir, o Morgenwind,Ein Stäubchen von dem Gau der Freundinn,Ich rieche dort den DuftDes Blutdurchströmten wunden Herzens.

[8]  Fürwahr es ist die SchuldDes schwarzen Aug's und schönen Nacken,Daß ich wie Rehe scheuMich vor dem Menschen fürcht' und flüchte.

[9]  Ein Duft aus ihrem GauGieng über mich wie über Knospen,Und dieser Duft zerrißDes armen Herzens Hülle.

[1]  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

[2]   Hidden in Thy eye full of intoxication the fascination of sorcery
Revealed on Thy restless floating tress ,the calm rest of beauty .

[3]   Not a moon shone like Thee from the mansion of goodness
Not a cypress arose like Thy stature from the stream of beauty .

[4]   By Thy darkish beauty ,joyous became the age of heart - ravishingness ;
By Thy grace ,expanded became the season of beauty .

[5]   From the snare of Thy tress ,and the grain of Thy mole ,in the world ,
Not a bird of the heart remaineth ,not become the prey of beauty .

[6]   Ever ,with grace ,from the midst of life nature's nurse ,
Thee ,cherisheth with care in the bosom of beauty .

[7]   Fresh and fresh is the dark violet hair about Thy lip ,for that reason ,
That it keepeth drinking the water of life from the fountain - source of beauty .

[8]   Hafiz severed desire when he seeth Thy equal
There is none save Thy face in the land of beauty .

[1]  Dein Mondgesicht, o Liebchen! ist Ein Frühlingstag der Schönheit. Es ist dein Flaum, es ist dein Maal Der Mittelpunkt der Schönheit.

[2]  In deinem Funkelauge ist Ein Zauberspruch geschrieben, In den verwirrten Locken liegt Beständigkeit der Schönheit.

[3]  Ein Mond, dir ähnlich, gieng nie auf Am Himmel der Vollendung. Und keine Zeder, die dir gleicht, Wuchs je am Strom der Schönheit.

[4]  Der Lebenslauf der Schönen wird Erfreut durch deine Anmuth. Durch deine Lieblichkeit wird froh, Der Weltenlauf der Schönheit.

[5]  Die Locken sind ein Netz, es ist Das Maal ein Korn der Lockung, Darum ist jeder Vogel stets Die Beute deiner Schönheit.

[6]  Der Anmuth Amme nähret dich In unsrer Seelen Mitte, Sie nähret dich mit Schmeichelei'n Am Busenrand der Schönheit.

[7]  Um deine Lippen blüht so frisch Die Veilchensaat des Flaumes, Weil sie das Lebenswasser trinkt Frisch aus dem Quell der Schönheit.

[8]  Es hofft Hafis nun nimmermehr Dein Angesicht zu sehen. Denn außer deinen Wangen giebt Es Nichts im Land der Schönheit.

[1]  One lofty of stature ,bold ,picture - player o f mine
Made short the tale of renown of the long austerity of mine .

[2]   O heart thou sawest at the end of old age ,of austerity ,and of knowledge ,
What ,with me ,it did ,the eye of the beloved o f mine

[3]   The destruction of my faith ,I fear .For taketh ,
The prayer - arch of Thy eyebrow the presence essence of prayer of mine .

[4]   To myself I said With the garment of hypocrisy ,love's trace ,I concealed ;
The informer was the tear and made manifest the mystery of mine .

[5]   Intoxicated ,is the Friend and recollection of rivals lovers maketh not
His mention be for good ,the Saki ,the wretched - cherisher of mine .

[6]   O Lord when bloweth that breeze ,from whose fragrant breath
A perfume of His mercy becometh the work - doer of mine

[7]   With weeping ,a picture on water I depict .Now ,
How long associated becometh the truth with the illusory of mine

[8]   On myself ,like the laughing candle consuming and melting I weep ,
Till I see what with thee ,O heart of stone ,maketh worketh the consuming of mine .

[9]   Zahid equal are we when a work favourably proceedeth neither by prayer of thine ;
Nor also ,by the nightly intoxication and consuming and supplicating of mine .

[10]   With grief Hafiz burned .O breeze his state ,say
To the King ,friend - cherisher ,enemy - destroyer ,of mine .

[1]  Mein hohes Liebchen, voll Liebkosungen, Hat die Enthaltsamkeit mir abgekürzt.

[2]  Siehst du, was Alter, Tugend, Wissenschaft Mir angethan hat, sprach ich zu dem Liebchen.

[3]  Ich fürchte meiner Frömmigkeit Ruin. Der Brauen Hochaltar raubt mir die Ruhe.

[4]  Die Thränen haben mich in Gluth gestürzt, Sie haben mein Geheimniß ausgeplaudert.

[5]  Mein Freund ist trunken, denk' des Freundes nicht. Der Schenke gnädig für die Armen lebe.

[6]  O Herr! wann weht der Hauch des Morgenwinds, Durch dessen Duft ich einst gerettet werde?

[7]  Ich mahl' ein Bild auf meiner Thränen Fluth, Wann wird, o Herr! das Bildliche erst wirklich?

[8]  Wie Kerzen lächelnd wein' ich über mich. O steinern Herz, was macht die Fluth und Flamme!

[9]  O Mönch! Nichts kömmt aus dem Gebet heraus, Viel besser ists, bey Tag und Nacht zu trinken.

[10]  Der Gram verzehrt Hafisen, sag's, o Wind! Dem Schah, der Freunde nährt, und Feinde sengt.

[1]  God ,I praise for the justice of the great Sultan
Ahmad bin Shaikh Uvais bin Hasan Ilkhani .

[2]   Khan bin Khan ,Shahinshah of Shahin - shah - descent
That one ,whom ,if thou call the soul of the world 'tis well .

[3]   Confidence in thy fortune bringeth he who hath seen and he who hath not seen
Excellent O thou that art worthy of such grace of God .

[4]   If ,without thee ,the moon ascend ,it in two halves they dash
The fortune of Ahmad Muhammad and the miracle of a Holy one God

[5]   Heart from king and beggar ,the splendour of thy fortune ravisheth
Far be the evil - eye ,for both soul thou art ,and also the beloved thou art .

[6]   Turk - like ,the forelock arrange .For ,in thy fortune ,is
The liberality of a Khakan and the energy of a Chingiz Khan .

[7]   Though apparently far ,we are ,to thy recollection the goblet ,we drink
For ,in the spiritual journey ,distance of stage is none .

[8]   Not a rose - bud of ease blossomed from my Persian clay
Excellent the Tigris of Baghdad and the fragrant wine .

[9]   The lover's head that was not the dust of the Beloved's door ,
From the labour of head - revolvingness ,when is freedom his

[10]   O morning breeze the dust of the Beloved's path ,bring
That ,luminous with it ,the eye of his heart ,Hafiz may make .

[11]   Time consider plunder to that degree that thou canst
O soul the out - come of life is only this moment if thou knowesfr .

[12]   The desire - giving of the sphere hath life in barter ,
Strive that ,from fortune ,the justice of ease thou mayst take .

[13]   The counsel of lovers ,hear and out from the door of joy come
For all this is not worth the occupation of a transitory world .

[14]   Before the zahid ,boast not of profligacy .For one cannot utter
To the physician ,not the confidant ,the state of a hidden pain .

[15]   Gardener when hence I pass ,be it unlawful to thee ,
If ,in my place ,a cypress other than the beloved thou plant

[16]   The jar - shatterer knoweth not this value that to the sufi ,
Is a household chattel like a pomegranate ruby .

[17]   Thou goest and ,the people's blood ,thy eye - lashes shed
O soul fiercely impetuously thou goest fear is ,behind ,thou wilt remaim .

[18]   O sweet mouth with the prayer of the night - risers ,strive not
In the shelter of the one ineffable name of God is the seal having the quality of a Sulaiman .

[19]   Aside from the glance of Thy eye ,my heart ,I kept .But ,
Thy eyebrow ,bow - possessor ,taketh the heart by its forehead .

[20]   O brothers compassion .Went my precious Yusuf ,
For grief for whom ,wonderful in wretchedness I beheld thestate of the old man Y'akub of Kin'an .

[21]   The wine's delight will slay the penitent zahid
O sage do not a deed ,that bringeth penitence .

[22]   One day ,by my door ,enter ,so that ,with joy ,the hand I may clap ;
Saying : Verily ,joined to me is luminosity as a guest .

[23]   With kindness ,tranquillise Hafiz's heart ,
O Thou ,whose beauteous tress - coil is the assembly - place perfection of dispersion

[24]   O idol ,stony of heart if of me careless thou be ,
My own state ,I will utter before Asaf the second .

[25]   O true Beloved Thy well - wisher ,I am ,and this I know that Thou knowest
For ,both the un - seen ,Thou seest ; and also the un - written by fate Thou readest .

[26]   In the adoration of Adam ,the angel made resolve of thy ground - kiss ,
For ,in Thy beauty ,something he found more than the way ,. human .

[27]   Thy tress's curl is now ,in God's name ,the collectedness of hearts
Be safety thine ,from that breeze that exciteth dispersion

[28]   From fortune ,I have the hope that his girdle I may loose
O sky for God's sake ,for me loose the knot frown from the forehead .

[29]   O true Beloved dishevel Thy tress and ,to sport and to dancing ,bring the Sufi people of the world
That ,from every patch of his ragged garment ,thousands of idols of hypocrisy Thou mayst scatter .

[30]   The lamp - kindler of our eye is the breeze of the tress of lovely ones
Lord to this gathering smoo .th state of the tress be not grief for the breeze of dispersion

[31]   Of the mystery of the lover and of the Beloved ,what gaineth the reproacher
The non - seeing eye especially seeth not a secret mystery .

[32]   To be vexed with fellow way - farers ,is not the action of a work - knower
The difficulty of the stage ,endure in memory of a time of ease .

[33]   Alas that pleasure of night - sitting up that passed swiftly like the morning breeze
O heart the value of union ,thou knowest ,only when behind in separation thou remainest .

[34]   The solving of the work of desirous ones is in that heart - binding eye - brow
For God's sake ,a moment with towards us unloose the knot frown from thy forehead .

[35]   Hafiz thee ,the fancy of the yoke of His tress fascinates
See ,so that the ring of impossible fortune ,thou shake not .

[36]   People spake ,saying In beauty a second Yusuf thou art
When ,well ,I looked ,verily better than that I had heard thou art .

[37]   Sweeter than that which ,with sweet smile ,they say thou art ,
Khusrau of the lovely ones for ,the Shirin of the age ,thou art .

[38]   To the folded rose - bud ,thy mouth ,one cannot compare
Never is the rose - bud with this narrow - mouthness .

[39]   If ,on account of thy stature and gait ,the moving cypress remained behind in its place ,
Move thou .For thou hast surpassed the moving cypress in movingness .

[40]   A hundred times Thou saidest : From this mouth ,thy desire I give
Like the noble ten - tongued lily ,why art Thou all a tongue

[41]   Thou saidest Thy desire ,I will give thy life ,I wilt take
I fear my desire ,Thou givest not and my life Thou wilt take .

[42]   Through the shield of my life ,Thy sick ,languishing eye causeth to pass the poplar arrow
The eye sick ,who hath seen with so strong a bow

[43]   O true Beloved like the worthless tear from the eye of man ,him Thou easiest ,
Him ,whom a moment ,away from Thy sight ,Thou drivest .

[44]   Away from before Thyself ,Thy own grief - stricken Hafiz ,drive not
For ,through love for Thy face ,he gave sacrificed heart ,faith ,and youth .

[45]   In the path of love to Thee ,like the pen ,a foot out of his head Hafiz made ,
It ,one moment ,like a letter out of kindness ,why readest Thou not

[46]   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 .

[47]   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 .

[48]   Say : From my hand passed my feeble soul .For God's sake ,
From Thy ruby lip soul - refreshing ,give that that Thou knowest .

[49]   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 .

[50]   On Thy girdle ,gold - woven ,hope how may I not establish
O idol in that waist ,is a subtlety that Thou knowest .

[51]   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 .

[52]   Hafiz in this matter ,one are Turki and Tazi Arabian
Love's tale ,relate in every tongue language that thou knowest .

[53]   Two friends holy travellers good of understanding ,and of old wine a quantity ,two mans ,'
A little leisure ,and a book ,and a sward - corner .

[54]   For this ,and the next ,world I give not this state
Though ,of carpers momently ,fall upon me

[55]   Every one who ,for the world's treasure ,gave the treasure of contentment ,
Sold ,the precious Yusuf of Egypt for a very paltry sum .

[56]   Come ; for not less becometh the amplitude of this workshop the world
By the austerity of one like thee or ,by the profligacy of one like me .

[57]   On the day of events of death with cheering wine ,'tis necessary to tell one's grief
For ,on none ,is reliance at a time like this .

[58]   Happy of heart ,in a corner sit and behold
That none keepeth in mind so strange a calamity .

[59]   In the hand of the mean the watcher I keep seeing my idol the beloved
Thus ,the vengeful sky recognised the right of service of one like me .

[60]   In the mirror of the Picture - establisher God the hidden form ,behold
If ,for thee out of the country of contentment ,desire maketh a native land .

[61]   O heart strive thou for patience .For God delivereth not
A seal - ring so precious as patience to the hand of an evil one .

[62]   From the fierce wind of vicissitude ,one cannot see ,
That ,in this sward ,hath been even a red rose ,or a wild white rose .

[63]   From this simum blast of lust that ,by the garden - borders ,passed ,
Wonder that from the heart of love's lust the colour of a rose remaineth ,or the perfume of a jessamine .

[64]   I have heard that ,for dogs ,thou appointest a collar
On Hafiz's neck ,why placest thou not a rope

[65]   Hafiz in this calamity ,ruined became time's temper
Where is the thought of a physician or the judgment of a Barhaman

[66]   Drink the cup of the wine of unity of a man
So that ,by it grief's root ,up from the heart ,thou mayst pluck .

[67]   Expanded ,keep the heart ,like the cup of wine
Head closed how long like a large jar

[68]   When ,from the jar of selflessness ,a ritl thou drinkest ,
Less of thyself voluntarily thou boastest of self .

[69]   Like the humble and worthless stone at thy foot be ,not like the water of the cloud glorying in sublimity
All colour of deceit ,thou mixest and wet of skirt lust - stained thou art .

[70]   To wine ,bind the heart ,so that ,like a man ,
The neck of hypocrisy and of piety thou mayst shatter .

[71]   Arise ,and ,like Hafiz ,an effort in the service of the Pir of tarikat make so that ,perchance ,
Thyself ,at the true Beloved's foot ,thou mayest cast .

[72]   Tis morning ; and ,droppeth hail from the cloud of the winter - month Bahman
The requisites of the morning cup ,prepare and give a cup of one ' man .'

[73]   The blood red wine of the cup ,drink for lawful is its blood
In the work of the cup ,engaged be ; for 'tis a work fit to be done .

[74]   If ,at dawn ,thee ,wine - sickness give headache ,
Verily ,best ,that the forehead of the vintner ,thou shatter .

[75]   Saki at hand to give the cup be for ,in ambush for us ,is grief
Minstrel so that grief may not reach us keep this very path of song that thou singest .

[76]   Give wine for ,the secret to my ear ,the harp hath brought and said
Happily pass life and ,hear this bowed Pir the harp

[77]   Hafiz by the independence of profligates ,I conjure thee drink wine ,
So that ,thou mayst hear the song of the Singer ,God the Independent One .

[78]   Into the sea of self and self - praise ,I am fallen .Bring
Wine ,so that freedom from self and self - praise me ,it may give .