Ghazal 004 from Divan of Hafez Shirazi

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.

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