Ghazal 325

گر دست دهد خاک کف پای نگارم
بر لوح بصر خط غباری بنگارم

بر بوی کنار تو شدم غرق و امید است
از موج سرشکم که رساند به کنارم

پروانهٔ او گر رسدم در طلب جان
چون شمع همان دم به دمی جان بسپارم

امروز مکش سر ز وفای من و اندیش
زان شب که من از غم به دعا دست برآرم

زلفین سیاه تو به دلداری عشاق
دادند قراری و ببردند قرارم

ای باد از آن باده نسیمی به من آور
کان بوی شفابخش بود دفع خمارم

گر قلب دلم را ننهد دوست عیاری
من نقد روان در دمش از دیده شمارم

دامن مفشان از من خاکی که پس از من
زین در نتواند که برد باد غبارم

حافظ لب لعلش چو مرا جان عزیز است
عمری بود آن لحظه که جان را به لب آرم

If the dust from the sole of my beloved's foot comes to my hand,
I will write a line with it, in fine dust-script, on the tablet of my sight.

In the hope of your embrace I have been drowned, and my hope is
that the wave of my tears will carry me to the shore.

If his order should reach me, asking for my life,
like the candle I will give up my life that very moment, in one breath.

Do not turn away today from my faithfulness, and think
of that night when out of grief I raise my hands in prayer.

Your two black tresses, to comfort the lovers,
made a promise of rest, and carried my rest away.

O wind, bring me a breath of that wine,
for that healing fragrance drives away my hangover.

If the friend sets no value on the false coin of my heart,
I will count out flowing cash from my eyes at his feet at once.

Do not shake your skirt free of me, dust that I am, for after I am gone
the wind will not be able to carry my dust from this door.

Hafez, since his ruby lip is as dear to me as life,
it would be a lifetime, that moment when I bring my life to his lip.