Ghazal 438: Salma, with the locks on her temples, has taken my heart captive

سبت سلمی بصدغیها فؤادي
و روحي کل یوم لي ینادي

نگارا بر من بی‌دل ببخشای
و واصلني علی رغم الأعادي

حبیبا در غم سودای عشقت
توکلنا علی رب العباد

أ من انکرتني عن عشق سلمی
تزاول آن روی نهکو بوادی

که همچون مت به بوتن دل و ای ره
غریق العشق في بحر الوداد

به پی‌ماچان غرامت بسپریمن
غرت یک وی روشتی از اما دی

غم این دل بواتت خورد ناچار
و غر نه او بنی آنچت نشادی

دل حافظ شد اندر چین زلفت
بلیل مظلم و الله هادي

Salma, with the locks on her temples, has taken my heart captive,
and every day my soul cries out to me.

O beauty, have mercy on me who have lost my heart,
and be united with me in spite of the enemies.

O beloved, in the grief of the passion of loving you,
we have put our trust in the Lord of His servants.

O you who blamed me for the love of Salma,
you should have seen that fair face from the first,

so that your heart, like mine, would all at once
be drowned in love, in the sea of affection.

We will submit to the penalty, in the place of penance,
if you have seen from us a single improper act.

You must care for the grief of this heart, there is no help for it;
otherwise you will see what it is not fit for you to see.

The heart of Hafez has gone into the curl of your tress,
in a dark night; and God is the guide.