O gentle breeze, please tell that lovely gazelle: Ghazal 4 by Hafez

By @hamed | poet: Hafez Shirazi

صبا به لُطف بگو آن غزالِ رَعنا را

که سَر به کوه و بیابان تو داده‌ای ما را

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شِکرفُروش که عُمرَش دراز باد چرا

تَفَقُّدی نَکُنَد طوطیِ شِکرخا را

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غرورِ حُسنت اجازَت مَگَر نداد اِی گُل

که پُرسِشی نَکُنی عَندَلیبِ شِیدا را

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به خُلق و لُطف تَوان کرد صیدِ اهلِ نَظَر

به بند و دام نَگیرَند مرغِ دانا را

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نَدانَمَ ازْ چه سبب رنگِ آشنایی نیست

سَهی‌قَدانِ سیَه‌‌چشمِ ماه‌سیما را

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چو با حبیب نِشینی و باده پِیمایی

به یاد دار مُحِبّانِ بادپیما را

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جُز این قَدَر نَتوان گفت در جَمالِ تو عیب

که وضع مِهر و وفا نیست رویِ زیبا را

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در آسمان نه عجب گَر به گفته‌یِ حافظ

سُرودِ زُهره به رقص آوَرَد مَسیحا را

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English Translation:

O gentle breeze, please tell that lovely gazelle,
That she has driven us to mountains and deserts.

Why doesn't the sugar seller, whose life be long,
Take a look at this sugar-tongued parrot?

Does your beauty's pride not allow you, O flower,
To ask after this lovesick nightingale?

With kindness and grace, one can capture the hearts of the discerning,
A wise bird is not caught with traps and snares.

I don't know why there's no sign of familiarity,
In those black-eyed, moon-faced wine-servers.

When you sit with your beloved and drink wine,
Remember the absent lovers.

I can find no fault in your beauty, except for this,
That love and loyalty don't suit a beautiful face.

It's no wonder in the sky, as Hafez says,
That the song of Venus makes the Messiah dance.