Last night , in our assembly o...

Last night , in our assembly of lovers for zikr , formed like a circle , the tale of Thy tress the path of seekers to the divine world was :

Until the heart middle of the night which is the season for manifestations speech regarding the long chain of Thy hair was . *** The heart that in the world of non - existence from the point of Thy eye - lash turned to blood ,

Again , desirous of the bow - house wound of Thy eye - brow was . *** O true Beloved pardon the wind , because it brought a message from Thee

And , if the wind had not been , Thy message would not have arrived for we reached met with none , who , from the head of Thy street , was . *** Of the tumult and the uproar of love the knowledge of God the world had no news

The calamity - exciter of the world , Thy glance of sorcery absolute love was . *** O true Beloved I , head - bewildered , also was of the people of safety

The coil of Thy black tress , the snare of my path was . *** Loose the fastening of Thy coat , so that my heart in the snare of Thy tress may expand and rest

For the openness ease of heart that was mine , from sitting and sleeping by Thy side was . *** By Thy fidelity I adjure Thee pass by the tomb of Hafiz

Who went from the world and in desire of Thy face was . ***