Ghazal 287: O you whose every feature is pleasing and every part delightful

ای همه شکل تو مطبوع و همه جای تو خوش
دلم از عشوهٔ شیرین شکرخای تو خوش

همچو گلبرگ طری هست وجود تو لطیف
همچو سرو چمن خلد سراپای تو خوش

شیوه و ناز تو شیرین، خط و خال تو ملیح
چشم و ابروی تو زیبا، قد و بالای تو خوش

هم گلستان خیالم ز تو پر نقش و نگار
هم مشام دلم از زلف سمن سای تو خوش

در ره عشق که از سیل بلا نیست گذار
کرده‌ام خاطر خود را به تمنای تو خوش

شکر چشم تو چه گویم؟ که بدان بیماری
می‌کند درد مرا از رخ زیبای تو خوش

در بیابان طلب گر چه ز هر سو خطری‌ست
می‌رود حافظ بی‌دل به تولای تو خوش

O you whose every feature is pleasing and every part delightful,
my heart is glad at your sweet, sugar-scattering airs.

Like a fresh rose petal, your being is delicate;
like the cypress in the meadow of paradise, you are delightful from head to foot.

Your manner and your pride are sweet, your down and mole are charming;
your eye and eyebrow are beautiful, your stature and your height delightful.

The rose garden of my imagination is filled by you with pictures and designs,
and the nostrils of my heart are gladdened by your jasmine-scented tress.

On the road of love, where there is no crossing the flood of affliction,
I have made my mind glad with longing for you.

What thanks can I give for your eye, which with all its languor
makes my pain pleasant through your beautiful face?

In the desert of seeking, though there is danger on every side,
heart-lost Hafez goes on gladly in devotion to you.