[1]  Last night the first day of Eternity without beginning from the masjid the place where the soul is separate from the body towards the wine tavern the stage of truth and love our Pir Muhammad came
O friends of the Path after this lapse of time ,and this departure what is our plan

[2]   How may we ,disciples ,turn to the Ka'ba the Masjid when
Our Pir Muhammad hath his face towards the house of the Vintner the stage of Truth and Love

[3]   In the Fire - worshipper's Tavern the stage of Truth and Love we also shall be lodging
For ,in the Covenant of eternity without beginning ,even so was our destiny .

[4]   In the bond of His the Beloved's tress ,how happy is the Heart If Wisdom know ,
In pursuit of our tress - chain ,the wise will become distraught .

[5]   By its grace ,Thy beautiful face explained to us a verse of the Kuran
For that reason ,in our explanation ,is naught save grace and beauty .

[6]   A single night ,against Thy stony heart ,ever effecteth aught
Our sigh ,fire - raining supplicating God and the burning of our heart in the night - time

[7]   Beyond the sphere passeth the arrow of our sigh .Hafiz silence .
Show compassion to thy soul avoid the arrow of ours .

[8]   At the door of the wine - house ,dweller I shall be like Hafiz ,
Since a tavern - haunter became that friend of the Path ,the Pir of ours .

[1]  Unser Scheich wallte gesternAus dem Bethaus in die Schenke.O ihr frommen Männer saget,Was ist uns forthin zu rathen?

[2]  Wie doch können wir die JüngerDas Gesicht zur Kaaba wenden,Wenn der alte Vater ScheichSelber in die Schenke gehet!

[3]  Ey so lasset mit dem WirtheUns gemeine Sache machen!Denn so wars von EwigkeitenIn das Schicksalsbuch geschrieben. Sieh ein Windhauch in die LockenHat die Welt für mich verfinstert!Dieses also ist der NutzenDen mir deine Locken bringen. Ruhe hatte sich mein HerzIn dem Netze aufgefangen,Sieh da rollten auf die Locken,Und entflohen war die Beute.

[4]  Wüßte der Verstand, wie seligHerzen in den Locken ruhen,O! es würden die Verständ'genUnsrer Bande wegen närrisch.

[5]  Einen Vers vom SchönheitskoranHat mir dein Gesicht enthüllet.Deßhalb athmen meine VerseHohe Schönheit, reine Anmuth.

[6]  Können meine FeuerseufzerUnd die Gluthen meines Busens,So die ganze Nacht durch brennenNicht dein steinern Herz bewegen!

[7]  Sieh Hafisens Seufzer-PfeileSind zum Himmel aufgeflogen,Haben Mitleid mit demselben,Fürchte dich vor meinen Pfeilen.

[1]  For the reproof of the adversaries if I care ,
Lustre ,taketh not my way of profligacy and of intoxication .

[2]   The austerity of profligates disciples and seekers of God path newly learned ,is fruitless
I ,who am the ill name of the world ,what remedy for it may I devise

[3]   Me ,resourceless of wisdom king of those distraught of head ,call
On that account that ,in being one of little wisdom ,greater than all the world I am .

[4]   O true Beloved on Thy forehead with my heart's blood ,a great mole depict
So that they men may know that ,sacrifice for Thee ,kafir of religion ,I am .

[5]   Trust ,display and for God's sake ,pass on
So that thou mayst know ,in this khirka what a no - darvish I am .

[6]   O breeze my blood - raining verse utter to the Friend ,
Who ,me ,on life's great vein ,with His black eye - lash ,lanced .

[7]   Whether I be profligate or whether shaikh Pir to any one my work is what
Of my own mystery Hafiz and of my time ,the Arif ,I am .

[1]  Wenn ich des Schmähns der Nebenbuhler denke, Verfliegt der Reiz der Trunkenheit des Rausches;

[2]  Der Pfad der Neubetrunknen ist gerade, Ich Bösberüchtigter! was denk ich Gutes!

[3]  O heisse mich nur kühn den Narrenkönig, An Mangel des Verstandes bin ich der Erste.

[4]  Mit meinem Blute mahle dir die Stirne, Es wisse Jedermann ich sey dein Opfer.

[5]  O glaube mir bei Gott! und geh vorüber, Schau nicht, wie wenig mir dieß Kleid geziemet.

[6]  Oft! lies mein blutiges Gesicht dem Freunde, Zur Ader ließ mir das Lanzet der Wimpern. Heb auf den Saum vor meines Blutes Tropfen, Es tropft auf dich, sobald die Wunde blutet.

[7]  Sey ich ein frommer Mann, sey ich ein Trunkner, Hafis kennt doch am besten seine Zeiten.

[1]  Tis a life - time since ,in search of good fame everyday ,a pace I cast :
Every moment ,the hand of entreaty on good fame I cast .

[2]   Without my moon the Beloved love - kindling ,let me see how my day I pass :
On a path ,a net I lay a fowl in the snare ,I cast .

[3]   Aurang the lover where Gulchihra the beloved where The picture of fidelity and of love ,where
Now ,in being a lover ,complete justice I cast .

[4]   Since it may be that ,of that shade of the straight cypress the Beloved news I may gain ,
From every side ,love's clamour in respect of a pleasant strutter possessed of beauty I cast .

[5]   Although I know that that heart's ease giveth not the heart's desire ,
An ideal picture ,I draw an omen of immortality ,I cast .

[6]   I know grief to an end ,it bringeth colour to wine ,it bringeth ,
This sigh ,blood - shedding ,that every morning and evening ,I cast .

[7]   Notwithstanding that ,hidden from myself selfless I am ; and of wine repenting like Hafiz I am ,
In the assembly of souls ,sometimes a cup I cast .

[1]  Lange schon ziel ich nach meinem höchsten Wunsche, Fleh' auf Kosten von meinem guten Namen.

[2]  Daß nicht ohne den Mond die Zeit verfließe. Stellte ich auf dem Weg ein Vogelnetz auf,

[3]  Wo ist Mihr und Wefa, Oreng, Gültscheher Leer für mich ist der Platz zurückgeblieben.

[4]  Kommt von dieser Cypresse zu mir Kunde, Bring ich Bothschaft der Liebe allen Schönen.

[5]  Weiß ich gleich, daß sie mir nicht Ruhe schenket, Fahr ich doch immer fort, auf sie zu losen.

[6]  Meinen Kummer vollenden heisse Seufzer, Die ich Abends und Morgens blutig stöhne.

[7]  Außer mir, und voll Reue, gleich Hafisen, Stoß ich Gläser an in frommen Kreisen.

[1]  O idol with grief of love for thee what plaint ,shall I make
In grief for thee ,till when the night - seizing wail^ shall I make

[2]   Passed to the true Beloved my distraught heart on that account that a remedy it might accept
Perchance ,with Thy tress - tip ,its chain I may make .

[3]   In the time of separation from Thee ,what I endured alas
'Tis impossible that ,in one letter ,writing thereof I should make ,

[4]   With on account of Thy own tress - tip is all my perturbation
Where the power that ,all at once ,all the narrative ,I should make

[5]   That time when the desire of beholding the beloved is mine ,
In the vision ,the picturing of Thy lovely face ,imagining I make .

[6]   If I know that ,in this way ,union with Thee ,aid ,
Heart and faith ,all I will play away and lose and yet increase thereof I will make .

[7]   O admonisher far from me go foolishness ,utter not
Not that one am I who ,again ,the ear of attention to thy hypocrisy will put .

[8]   O Hafiz hope of freedom from iniquity is none :
Since fate is like this ,what plan is it that I should make

[1]  Mein Abgott, wie soll ich deinen Gram Mit Arzneien heilen? Wie lange soll ich ob deinem Gram, Die Nacht hindurch noch weinen!

[2]  Mein närrisches Herz verlor sich so, Daß mir kein Mittel bleibet, Als es an die Ketten deines Haars Gewaltsam anzufesseln.

[3]  Die Schmerzen, die ich, von dir getrennt, Ertragen mußte leider! Sind lang', ja so lang', daß ich sie kaum In Büchern fassen könnte.

[4]  Die Spitzen des Haares haben all Dies Unheil angerichtet, Wie ist es wohl möglich, alles dies Im Kleinen zu beschreiben.

[5]  Wenn es mich von Ungefähr verlangt, Zu schauen meine Seele, So bildet in meinem Auge sich Dein Wangenbild sich wieder.

[6]  O könnte auf deinen Hochgenuß Ich mit Gewißheit rechnen, Ich würde den Glauben und mein Herz Mit frohem Sinn dir opfern.

[7]  O Prediger ferne, ferne bleib', Von mir und schwatz' nicht weiter. Ich bin nicht der Mann, der aufs Geschwätz Der falschen Zeugen horchet.

[8]  Die Hoffnung des guten Weges ist Hafis nun einmal verloren, Mein Schicksal, es ist nun einmal so Was willst du anderes machen?

[1]  That one the true Beloved ,or the murshid who ,like the trodden dust of the path ,made me trampled of tyranny ,
The dust of the path of His foot I kiss ; and for the trouble of His approach ,pardon beg .

[2]   Not that one am I ,who bewail of violence from Thee .God forbid
The faithful servant ; and slave ,well - wishing ,I am .

[3]   In the curl of Thy long tress ,my long hope ,have I bound
Be it not that my hand of search ,short it the tress should make cut

[4]   An atom of dust ,I am and ,in Thy street ,pleasant ,is my time
Friend I fear that suddenly ,me ,a great wind of calamity may take .

[5]   In the morning ,the Pir of the wine - house the perfect murshid me ,the cup world - viewing the heart pure of impurity of beholding other than God gave
And in that world - viewing cup like a mirror ,me ,informed of Thy beauty ,made .

[6]   The Sufi of the lofty cloister of the holy world am I .But ,
Now ,the lowly cloister of the Magians is the charge of mine .

[7]   With me ,the road .sitter ,arise and to the wine - house of love come
So that thou mayst see how in that circle of zikr va fikr master of rank ,am I .

[8]   Intoxicated ,Thou passedest and of Hafiz ,no thought was Thine
Alas if the skirt of Thy beauty ,my morning sigh should catch consume

[9]   Happy to me it came when ,in the morning ,the Khusrau of the east the resplendent sun spake
Notwithstanding all my sovereignty ,the slave of the Turan King am I .

[1]  Ha! er zertrat mich, er hat mich zum Staube des Weges erniedrigt. Aber ich küsse den Staub, fleh' um Vergebung den Fuß.

[2]  Ueber dich beklag' ich mich nicht, bewahre der Himmel! Denn ich bin dein Sklav, wünsche dir Segen als Knecht.

[3]  Meine Hoffnung ist an die langen Haare geheftet, O verkürze du mir nimmer die Hände der Lust!

[4]  Ich bin ein Stäubchen des Staubs, bei dir ist's mir so behaglich, Doch ich fürchte, mein Freund, daß mich der Wind nicht entführt.

[5]  Morgens hat mir der Wirth das Glas der Welten gegeben, Und von deinem Reiz mir dazu Kunde gebracht.

[6]  Freilich gehör' ich sonst zum Kloster der höheren Welten, Aber mein Unterpfand ist jetzt in dem Schenkengelag'.

[7]  Auf! mit mir, der am Wege ich sitze, wir gehen zur Schenke, Daß du Zeuge seyst, was mir für Ehre gebührt.

[8]  Trunken giengst du vorbei, und dachtest nicht deines Hafisens. Wehe! wenn mein Ach! etwa ergriffe dein Kleid.

[9]  Angenehm war's, als am Morgen der Größte der Fürsten selbst sagte: Samt der Herrschaft bin ich Turanschahs Diener und Knecht.

[1]  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

[2]   O beloved forth beyond limit ,the narcissus carrieth her amorous glance move forth and display thy glance that the narcissus may know thy worth
O soul be a sacrifice for the glance of the dark eye of thine

[3]   My blood ,drink .For ,with beauty like this ,even any angel ,
From his heart ,it cometh not to record the sin of thine .

[4]   O beloved the cause thou art of the people's ease and the world's slumber
On that account ,the border of my eye and of my heart became the repose - place of thine .

[5]   Mine ,every night in recollection of thy effulgent face with every gleaming star is the work of weeping and wailing
In envious regret for the splendour of the moon - like effulgent face of thine .

[6]   From each other separated all are friends ,fellow - sitters
But together are I and the threshold of the empire - shelter of thine .

[7]   Hafiz favour ,desire not .For ,in the end ,
To grief's harvest ,setteth fire the smoke of the sigh of thine .

[8]   To - morrow ,the day of assembly the resurrection when is the presenting of the people ,
In the midst ,possibly ,may fall on me the kind glance of thine

[1]  Das Blutgeld für den Moschus aus Sina Ist deiner Füße Staub. Die Sonne selbst sie wurde genähret Im Schatten deines Orts.

[2]  O sieh! wie die Narzissen es treiben Mit ihren Schmeichelei'n; O zeig dich, und sie opfern die Seele Dem Nicken deines Augs.

[3]  O trinke kühn mein Blut, denn es waget Zu deiner Schönheit sich Kein Engel in die Nähe, daß selber Aufmerke deine Schuld.

[4]  Du bist die Ursach', daß hier auf Erden Die Menschen ruhig sind. Deßwegen ist mein Herz, und mein Auge Zum Wohnort dir geweiht.

[5]  Ich habe jede Nacht mit den Sternen Mein eigenes Geschäft, Aus Sehnsucht nach dem strahlenden Glanze Von deinem Mondgesicht.

[6]  Die Freunde, die vereiniget waren, Sind alle nun getrennt, Ich aber blieb als Schwelle der Zuflucht Vor deinem Glück zurück.

[7]  Hafis! verzweifle nicht an der Gnade Von deinem Gott und Herrn, Es wird des Grames Scheune verbrennen Bei deinem Seufzerrauch.

[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 .