Ghazal 369

ما ز یاران چشم یاری داشتیم
خود غلط بود آنچه ما پنداشتیم

تا درخت دوستی بر کی دهد
حالیا رفتیم و تخمی کاشتیم

گفت‌و‌گو آیین درویشی نبود
ور نه با تو ماجراها داشتیم

شیوهٔ چشمت فریب جنگ داشت
ما غلط کردیم و صلح انگاشتیم

گلبن حسنت نه خود شد دلفروز
ما دم همت بر او بگماشتیم

نکته‌ها رفت و شکایت کس نکرد
جانب حرمت فرو نگذاشتیم

گفت خود دادی به ما دل حافظا
ما محصل بر کسی نگماشتیم

We looked to our friends for friendship;
what we supposed was simply a mistake.

Let us see when the tree of friendship will bear fruit;
for the present we have gone and sown a seed.

Argument was never the custom of the dervish,
or else we should have had matters to raise with you.

The manner of your eye carried the ruse of war;
we were mistaken, and took it for peace.

The rose bush of your beauty did not become so heart-warming by itself;
it was we who set the breath of our devotion upon it.

Fine points were passed over, and no one made a complaint;
we did not let go of the side of respect.

He said: "You gave us your heart yourself, O Hafez;
we did not send a collector to anyone."