Ghazal 067 from Divan of Hafez

O Lord, whose candle is this that sets my heart aflame?
My life is consumed, ask who is the beloved of my soul?

Now she is the destroyer of my heart and faith,
With whom does she sleep and who is her companion?

May the wine of her ruby lips never be far from mine,
Who is the comforter of the soul and the giver of the cup?

Ask God who enjoys the fortune of that luminous candle,
And to which moth does it give its light?

Everyone casts a spell on her, but it's unknown,
Whose fairy tale does her delicate heart desire?

O Lord, who is that moon-faced king with a forehead like Venus,
What unique pearl and singular gem is he?

I said, "Alas, for the heart of the mad Hafez without you,"
She smiled and whispered, "Whose madman are you?"