Ghazal 072 from Divan of Hafez

The path of love is a way with no shore,
There, there is no choice but to surrender one's life.

Whenever you give your heart to love, it is a moment of joy,
In a good deed, there is no need for divination.

Don't scare us with the prohibition of reason and bring us wine,
For that officer has no power in our realm.

Ask your own eyes who is killing us,
My dear, it is not the fault of fate or the crime of the stars.

One can see him with pure eyes like the crescent moon,
Every eye is not a place for the manifestation of that moonlit piece.

Count the opportunity of the way of the rogue, for this sign
Like the path to treasure, is not clear to everyone.

Hafez's tears have not touched your heart in any way,
I am bewildered by that heart, which is harder than stone.