With blood from my heart, I’ve written a letter to my beloved
Truly, I’ve seen the Day of Judgment from your separation

I have a hundred signs in my eyes from his absence
Are not these evident tears a sign to us?

Though I’ve tried, I’ve gained no benefit from him
Whoever tries something that has been tried before, deserves blame

I asked a physician about my beloved’s condition, and he said
“In distance is torment, in nearness is safety”

I said, “Blame will come if I revolve around my beloved”
By God, we have never seen love without blame

Hafez, like a seeker, has come with a sweet-life cup
So that he may taste a blessed cup from it

از خون دل نوشتم، نزدیک دوست نامه

اِنّی رَأیتُ دَهراً، مِن هَجْرِکَ القیامه

دارم من از فراقش، در دیده صد علامت

لَیسَت دُموعُ عَینی، هٰذا لَنا العلامه؟

هر چند کآزمودم، از وی نبود سودم

مَن جَرَّبَ المُجَرَّب، حَلَّت به الندامه

پرسیدم از طبیبی، احوال دوست گفتا

«فی بُعدها عذابٌ، فی قُربها السلامه»

گفتم «ملامت آید، گر گِرد دوست گردم»

و اللهِ ما رَأینا، حُباً بِلا ملامه

حافظ چو طالب آمد، جامی به جان شیرین

حَتّیٰ یَذوقَ مِنهُ، کأساً مِن الکرامه