O distraught bulbul illusory l...

O distraught bulbul illusory lover bewail if , the desire of being a lover with me , thine is .

For , we two are , weeping lovers and our work , weeping is . *** In that land the holy traveller's abode where bloweth the fragrant breeze from the true Beloved's tress divine attraction

For boasting of the fragrant jnusk - pods of Tatar , what room is . *** Bring the wine of love wherewith we may becolour the garment of hypocrisy borrowed , illusory , centreless existence

For , we are intoxicated with the cup of pride and with us only the name of sensibleness is . *** Who have closed the doors of repentance Now arise .

For , at the time of the rose , repentance on the part of a Lover useless is . *** To devise the fancy for Thy tress is not the work of immature ones

To go beneath the suspended chain of death the way of a bold one is . *** Wherefrom love ariseth , is a hidden subtlety ,

Whose name neither the ruby lip , nor the auburn hair is . *** The person's beauty is not the eye , nor the tress , nor the cheek , nor the mole

In this matter many a thousand subtlety , heart - possessing is . *** For half a barleycorn Kalandars of the Path purchase not ,

The satin coat of worldly rank of that one who void of skill and spirituality is . *** To Thy threshold the sky of joyousness one can reach only with difficulty . Yes :

With difficulty , the ascent to the sky of joyousness is . *** In the morning , in a dream , I beheld the glance of union with Him

Oh excellent when the stage of sleeping better than the stage of waking is . *** To an exceeding degree , reached the tyranny of the Friend and , I fear

That the end of His tyranny , the beginning of His flight is . *** Hafiz vex not His heart with weeping , and conclude

For , in little injurng , everlasting safety is . ***