That one , from whose fragrant...

That one , from whose fragrant hyacinth lock , a great torment of jealousy ambergris hath .

Again , with those heart - gone lovers grace and reproach hath . *** By the head of his own slain one the lover He the Beloved passeth swiftly like the wind

What can one do For , He is like swift life and swiftness of departing it life hath . *** If that be the water of life , that the lip of my Beloved hath ,

Clear this is that only a share of the mirage not of the water of life Khizr hath . *** From behind the screen of His tress , the moon , displaying the brilliancy of the sun ,

Is a great sun that , in front , a cloud hath . *** In every corner , my eye made flowing a torrent of tears ,

So that , with a great quantity of water , freshness , Thy straight cypress hath . *** In error , Thy bold glance sheddeth my blood ;

Be its opportunity to do so for a very correct judgment it hath . *** On account of my heart , Thy intoxicated eye desireth my liver life

The Bold one is intoxicated . Perchance , inclination for a piece of roast meat my liver He hath . *** The path of questioning Thee is not my sick soul's

Happy that shattered one the lover who , an answer from the Beloved , hath . *** Towards Hafiz's wounded heart , when a glance casteth

Thy intoxicated eye , that , in every corner , a ruined one a lover hath . ***