O true Beloved From much weepi...

O true Beloved From much weeping , the pupil of my eye seated in blood of grief is ,

From this behold the state of men in search of Thee , how it is . *** To the memory of Thy ruby lip and wine - like ruddy intoxicated eye ,

From grief's cup , the wine of that ruby that I drink , blood is . *** From the east of the head of the street , the sun of Thy countenance ,

If it rise , my fortune auspicious is . *** The tale of Shirin's lip , Farhad's talk is

The twist of Laila's tress , Majnun's dwelling is *** O Beloved Seek my heart . For thy stature , lofty like the cypress is heart - seeking and agreeable

Utter speech . For thy speech gracious and weighed is *** O Saki From the circulation of the cup , cause a little mercy jto reach my soul

For , from the grief of the sphere's revolution , the heart's sorrow is . *** From that time when , from my grasp , went the precious musical chord the true Beloved

Like the river Jlhun through much weeping my skirt's border is *** Gladsome , how may my sorrowful heart become

By the power God that beyond my power is *** Through distraughtness , Hafiz seeketli for the true Beloved

Like an indigent one , who a seeker of Karun's treasure is . ***