Ghazal 463: The peace of God, for as long as the nights return

سلام الله ما کر اللیالي
و جاوبت المثاني و المثالي

علی وادي الأراک و من علیها
و دار باللوی فوق الرمال

دعاگوی غریبان جهانم
و أدعو بالتواتر و التوالي

به هر منزل که رو آرد خدا را
نگه دارش به لطف لایزالی

منال ای دل که در زنجیر زلفش
همه جمعیت است آشفته حالی

ز خطت صد جمال دیگر افزود
که عمرت باد صد سال جلالی

تو می‌باید که باشی ور نه سهل است
زیان مایهٔ جاهی و مالی

بر آن نقاش قدرت آفرین باد
که گرد مه کشد خط هلالی

فحبک راحتي في کل حین
و ذکرک مونسي في کل حال

سویدای دل من تا قیامت
مباد از شوق و سودای تو خالی

کجا یابم وصال چون تو شاهی
من بدنام رند لاابالی

خدا داند که حافظ را غرض چیست
و علم الله حسبي من سؤالي

The peace of God, for as long as the nights return
and the strings of the lute answer one another,

be upon the valley of Arak and those who dwell there,
and upon the house at the bend of the dunes above the sands.

I am one who prays for the strangers of the world,
and I pray without break and without end.

Whatever halting place he turns to, O God,
keep him in Your everlasting kindness.

Do not complain, O heart, for in the chain of his tress
a disordered state is itself all composure.

From the line of your down a hundred more beauties have been added;
may your life be a hundred Jalali years.

It is you who must be there; otherwise it is a small thing
to lose the capital of rank and wealth.

Praise be to that painter of power
who draws the line of the crescent around the moon.

For love of you is my rest at every hour,
and the thought of you my companion in every state.

May the dark core of my heart, until the resurrection,
never be empty of longing and passion for you.

Where should I find union with a king like you,
I, a careless rend of bad name?

God knows what it is that Hafez wants,
and God's knowing is enough for me, without my asking.