Ghazal 279

خوشا شیراز و وضع بی‌مثالش
خداوندا نگه دار از زوالش

ز رکن آباد ما صد لوحش الله
که عمر خضر می‌بخشد زلالش

میان جعفرآباد و مصلا
عبیرآمیز می‌آید شمالش

به شیراز آی و فیض روح قدسی
بجوی از مردم صاحب کمالش

که نام قند مصری برد آنجا؟
که شیرینان ندادند انفعالش

صبا زان لولی شنگول سرمست
چه داری آگهی؟ چون است حالش؟

گر آن شیرین پسر خونم بریزد
دلا چون شیر مادر کن حلالش

مکن از خواب بیدارم خدا را
که دارم خلوتی خوش با خیالش

چرا حافظ چو می‌ترسیدی از هجر
نکردی شکر ایام وصالش؟

How pleasant is Shiraz, and its matchless setting!
O Lord, preserve it from decline.

For our Ruknabad, a hundred times "God keep it",
for its clear water gives the life of Khizr.

Between Jafarabad and Mosalla
its north wind comes mingled with perfume.

Come to Shiraz, and ask for the bounty of the Holy Spirit
from its people, who are accomplished in every grace.

Who ever mentioned the sugar of Egypt there
without the sweet ones putting it to shame?

East wind, of that merry, drunken gypsy
what news do you have? How is he?

If that sweet boy should shed my blood,
O heart, make it as lawful to him as mother's milk.

Do not wake me from sleep, for God's sake,
for I am keeping pleasant company with his image.

Why, Hafez, since you were afraid of separation,
did you not give thanks for the days of union?