Ghazal 243

بوی خوش تو هر که ز باد صبا شنید
از یار آشنا سخن آشنا شنید

ای شاه حسن، چشم به حال گدا فکن
کاین گوش بس حکایت شاه و گدا شنید

خوش می‌کنم به بادهٔ مشکین مشام جان
کز دلق‌پوش صومعه بوی ریا شنید

سر خدا که عارف سالک به کس نگفت
در حیرتم که باده‌فروش از کجا شنید

یا رب کجاست محرم رازی که یک زمان
دل شرح آن دهد که چه گفت و چه‌ها شنید

اینش سزا نبود دل حق‌گزار من
کز غمگسار خود سخن ناسزا شنید

محروم اگر شدم ز سر کوی او چه شد؟
از گلشن زمانه که بوی وفا شنید؟

ساقی بیا که عشق ندا می‌کند بلند
کان کس که گفت قصهٔ ما هم ز ما شنید

ما باده زیر خرقه نه امروز می‌خوریم
صد بار پیر میکده این ماجرا شنید

ما می به بانگ چنگ نه امروز می‌کشیم
بس دور شد که گنبد چرخ این صدا شنید

پند حکیم محض صواب است و عین خیر
فرخنده آن کسی که به سمع رضا شنید

حافظ، وظیفهٔ تو دعا گفتن است و بس
در بند آن مباش که نشنید یا شنید

Whoever caught your sweet scent from the east wind
heard a familiar word from a familiar friend.

O king of beauty, cast an eye on the state of the beggar,
for this ear has heard many a tale of king and beggar.

I sweeten the nostrils of my soul with musk-scented wine,
for from the wearer of the patched cloak in the cloister they caught the scent of hypocrisy.

The secret of God that the gnostic on the Path told to no one,
I am amazed where the wine seller heard it from.

O Lord, where is a confidant of secrets, so that for one moment
the heart may explain what it said and what things it heard?

My heart, which pays what it owes, did not deserve
to hear unfitting words from the one who used to console it.

If I was shut out from the head of his street, what of it?
Who has ever caught the scent of faithfulness from the rose garden of time?

Cupbearer, come, for love is calling out aloud:
"The one who told our story also heard it from us."

It is not today that we first drink wine beneath the cloak;
a hundred times the elder of the tavern has heard this tale.

It is not today that we first drink wine to the sound of the harp;
many an age has passed since the dome of the sky first heard this sound.

The counsel of the sage is purely right and wholly good;
fortunate is the one who heard it with a willing ear.

Hafez, your task is to offer prayer, and nothing more;
do not be bound to whether he heard it or did not hear.

A familiar sign has reached you from someone you love. You are hurt by a harsh word you heard from them, but do not expect perfect faithfulness from the world. Tell your secret only to someone you can trust. Listen to wise advice with a willing ear, and do your own part, which is prayer and goodwill, without being tied to the result.