Ghazal 354: With your black lashes you have made a thousand breaches in my faith
به مژگان سیه کردی هزاران رخنه در دینم
بیا کز چشم بیمارت هزاران درد برچینم
الا ای همنشین دل که یارانت برفت از یاد
مرا روزی مباد آن دم که بی یاد تو بنشینم
جهان پیر است و بیبنیاد از این فرهادکش فریاد
که کرد افسون و نیرنگش ملول از جان شیرینم
ز تاب آتش دوری، شدم غرق عرق چون گل
بیار ای باد شبگیری نسیمی زان عرقچینم
جهان فانی و باقی فدای شاهد و ساقی
که سلطانی عالم را طفیل عشق میبینم
اگر بر جای من غیری گزیند دوست، حاکم اوست
حرامم باد اگر من جان، به جای دوست بگزینم
صباح الخیر زد بلبل، کجایی ساقیا؟ برخیز
که غوغا میکند در سر خیال خواب دوشینم
شب رحلت هم از بستر روم در قصر حورالعین
اگر در وقت جان دادن تو باشی شمع بالینم
حدیث آرزومندی که در این نامه ثبت افتاد
همانا بیغلط باشد، که حافظ داد تلقینم
With your black lashes you have made a thousand breaches in my faith;
come, that I may gather a thousand pains from your languid eye.
O companion of my heart, from whose memory your friends have gone,
may the moment never come to me when I sit without remembering you.
The world is old and has no foundation; cry out against this slayer of Farhad,
whose spells and tricks have made me weary of sweet life.
From the heat of the fire of distance I am drenched in sweat, like the rose;
O wind before dawn, bring me a breath from the one who wipes it away.
Let the world that passes and the world that lasts be the ransom for beauty and cupbearer,
for I see the sovereignty of the world as a mere follower of love.
If the friend should choose another in my place, he is the judge;
may it be forbidden to me if I choose my own life in place of the friend.
The nightingale has sung its "Good morning"; where are you, cupbearer? Rise,
for the memory of last night's dream is making an uproar in my head.
On the night of my departure I shall go from my bed to the palace of the houris
if, at the moment of giving up my life, you are the candle at my pillow.
The account of longing that has been set down in this letter
must surely be without error, for Hafez dictated it to me.
Interpretation of the fal
Someone has carried off your heart and your convictions, and the thought of them does not leave you for a moment, although they have forgotten their friends. You are tired of the world's tricks and see nothing of value but love. Even if they chose another, you would not give them up. To have them beside you in the hardest moment is everything to you. What you hold in your heart is true and without error.