Spring winds the March rain cl...

Spring winds the March rain

clouds feed

Excuse for drinking wine, playing the reed.

Lovers are in full glory, poor me ashamed

Burdened with indigent love, yet I accede.

Shortage of generosity, yet I keep my integrity

Pay with my gown for the wine that I need.

Please say you open up the knot that is in my affairs

Last night till time of dawn, I prayed and plead.

The smiling flower, with a thousand laughs bloomed

As though grace itself had blessed its very seed.

If I rend my shirt in my madness, so what?

Even our good name demands that we be freed.

Who speaks these tales that I tell from your lips?

Who sees your beauty's deceit and misdeed?

If the King seeks not to know of lover's state

Take heed lovers and give up your rest and greed.

Cupid's arrow, Hafiz's heart tore and cleaved

I see his verses, with their wet ink, bleed.