When God created the shape of your captivating eyebrow: Ghazal 32 by Hafez

By @admin | poet: Hafez Shirazi

خدا چو صورتِ ابرویِ دلگشای تو بست

گشادِ کارِ من اندر کرشمه‌هایِ تو بست

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مرا و سروِ چمن را به خاکِ راه نشاند

زمانه تا قَصَبِ نرگسِ قبای تو بست

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ز کارِ ما و دلِ غنچه صد گره بگشود

نسیمِ گل چو دل اندر پیِ هوایِ تو بست

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مرا به بندِ تو دورانِ چرخ راضی کرد

ولی چه سود که سررشته در رضای تو بست

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چو نافه بر دلِ مسکینِ من گره مَفِکن

که عهد با سرِ زلفِ گره‌گشایِ تو بست

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تو خود وصالِ دگر بودی ای نسیمِ وصال

خطا نِگر که دل امید در وفایِ تو بست

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ز دستِ جورِ تو گفتم زِ شهر خواهم رفت

به خنده گفت که حافظ برو، که پایِ تو بست؟

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English Translation

When God created the shape of your captivating eyebrow,
He tied my fate to your coquetries.

He made me and the cypress of the garden bow down to the dust of your path,
When time tied the knot of your narcissus-colored garment.

A hundred knots were untied from my affairs and my heart's bud,
When the breeze of the rose, like the heart, became captivated by your desire.

The cycle of time made me content with your captivity,
But what good is it if the thread of my fate is tied to your pleasure?

Do not tie a knot like a curl on my poor heart,
For I have made a covenant with your lock-loosening curl.

You yourself were another union, O breeze of union,
Don't blame me for having hope in your loyalty.

I said I would leave the city because of your cruelty,
You laughed and said, "Go, Hafez, for your foot is tied."