The tale of my desire , I wrot...

The tale of my desire , I wrote and weeping was my eye :

Come for , through sorrowfulness without thee , I am ready to die . *** Through desire , to my two eyes , much I have said

O dwellings of Salma thy Salma is where *** 'Tis a strange event and a wonderful occurrence this ,

Afflicted , was I and in the palpitating , quivering , fluttering state of one slain . Yet , against me the slayer was complainer . *** Reacheth to whom the power that , at thy pure skirt , he should carp

For , like the dew - drop that , on the rose - leaf droppeth , pure thou art . *** From the dust of thy foot , it gave honour to the tulip and to the rose ,

When creation's reed wrote the decree on the watery and the dusty . *** O Saki arise ambergris - scattering , hath become the breeze

Bring the juice of the grape , wine perfumed and pure the antidote of the lover's poison *** Without seeing thy praised qualities , trace of me remaineth not . Yes

From thy face O Salma I behold the traces of life *** By the honour of the rose and by the dust - foot of the cypress I swear that there is not

One of rare beauty like this of the watery or of the dusty . *** Idleness , abandon successful , thou shalt be . For the proverb is

The road - provision of way - farers is alertness and expertness . *** Of the description of thy beauty , how may Hafiz speak

For , like the divine qualities , beyond comprehension , thou art . ***