Ghazal 313: Come back, cupbearer, for I am eager to serve

بازآی ساقیا که هواخواه خدمتم
مشتاق بندگی و دعاگوی دولتم

زان جا که فیض جام سعادت فروغ توست
بیرون شدی نمای ز ظلمات حیرتم

هرچند غرق بحر گناهم ز صد جهت
تا آشنای عشق شدم ز اهل رحمتم

عیبم مکن به رندی و بدنامی ای حکیم
کاین بود سرنوشت ز دیوان قسمتم

می خور که عاشقی نه به کسب است و اختیار
این موهبت رسید ز میراث فطرتم

من کز وطن سفر نگزیدم به عمر خویش
در عشق دیدن تو هواخواه غربتم

دریا و کوه در ره و من خسته و ضعیف
ای خضر پی خجسته مدد کن به همتم

دورم به صورت از در دولتسرای تو
لیکن به جان و دل ز مقیمان حضرتم

حافظ به پیش چشم تو خواهد سپرد جان
در این خیالم ار بدهد عمر مهلتم

Come back, cupbearer, for I am eager to serve,
longing to be your servant and praying for your fortune.

Since the bounty of the cup of happiness is your radiance,
show me a way out of the darkness of my bewilderment.

Though I am drowned on a hundred sides in the sea of sin,
ever since I became acquainted with love I am among those shown mercy.

Do not blame me, O sage, for being a rend and of ill repute,
for this was my destiny from the court of what is allotted.

Drink wine, for being a lover does not come by effort or by choice;
this gift came to me as the inheritance of my nature.

I, who in all my life never chose to travel from my homeland,
in my love of seeing you am eager for exile.

Sea and mountain lie on the road, and I am weary and weak;
O Khizr of blessed footstep, help me with your blessing.

In outward form I am far from the door of your house of fortune,
but in heart and soul I am one of those who dwell in your presence.

Hafez will give up his life before your eyes;
that is my thought, if life grants me the respite.