I am devoted to you, my love, and I know you know
That you see the unseen and read the unwritten
How can a faultfinder understand between lover and beloved?
The blind eye cannot see the secrets of the hidden
Unveil your locks and bring the Sufi to dance and play
For from every patch of his patched robe you will cast out thousands of idols
The hearts of the longing ones are opened by that beloved eyebrow
For God’s sake, sit for a moment and untie the knot from your brow
The king prostrated himself to Adam, kissing the earth, with the intention
That he saw in your beauty a grace beyond human
The lamp that lights our eyes is the breeze of my beloved’s locks
May God forbid that this gathering be saddened by the wind of disorder
Alas, the pleasure of the night watch passed in the sleep of dawn
You don’t know the value of time, O heart, except when you need a cure
Being weary of companions is not the way of the wise
Endure the hardship of the journey in memory of the easy times
The image of her curled locks deceives you, Hafez
Beware lest you disturb the ring of my impossible fortune