Ghazal 233: I will not give up the search until my desire is fulfilled

دست از طلب ندارم تا کام من برآید
یا تن رسد به جانان یا جان ز تن برآید

بگشای تربتم را بعد از وفات و بنگر
کز آتش درونم دود از کفن برآید

بنمای رخ که خلقی واله شوند و حیران
بگشای لب که فریاد از مرد و زن برآید

جان بر لب است و حسرت در دل که از لبانش
نگرفته هیچ کامی جان از بدن برآید

از حسرت دهانش آمد به تنگ جانم
خود کام تنگدستان کی زان دهن برآید

گویند ذکر خیرش در خیل عشقبازان
هر جا که نام حافظ در انجمن برآید

I will not give up the search until my desire is fulfilled:
either the body reaches the beloved, or the soul leaves the body.

Open my grave after I have died, and look:
from the fire within me smoke rises out of the shroud.

Show your face, so that a whole people is dazed and bewildered;
open your lips, so that a cry goes up from man and woman.

The soul is on the lip and there is regret in the heart, that
without taking any pleasure from his lips the soul leaves the body.

From longing for his mouth my soul has been brought to straits;
when does the desire of those with empty hands come from that mouth?

They speak well of him among the company of those who love,
wherever the name of Hafez comes up in the assembly.