For that enchanting beloved, gratitude is mixed with complaint, Ghazal 94 by Hafez

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English Translation:

For that enchanting beloved, gratitude is mixed with complaint,
If you are knowledgeable about love, listen to this tale.

Every service I have done was without pay or favor,
May God forbid anyone to have a master who is without grace.

No one gives water to the thirsty revelers,
It seems the saints have left this province.

Do not get entangled in her hair, like a noose, O heart, for there
You will see heads severed without crime or wrongdoing.

Your eye, with a glance, has shed our blood and you approve,
Beloved, it is not right to support a bloodshedder.

In this dark night, the path to my goal has been lost,
Come out from a corner, O guiding star.

Wherever I went, it only increased my fear,
Beware of this desert and this endless path.

O sun of beauties, my heart is boiling,
Include me in the shade of your grace for an hour.

Where can one put an end to this path?
There are a hundred thousand more stages at the beginning.

Although you have taken my water, I will not turn away from your door,
Injustice from a beloved is better than kindness from a claimant.

May your love come to my aid,
even if I recite the Quran fourteen times.