From the city , my moon the be...

From the city , my moon the beloved went this week to my eye by reason of pain of separation a year it is

The state of separation what knowest thou how difficult the state is *** From the grace of her cheek , in her cheek , the pupil of my eye

Beheld its own reflection and imagined that on the Beloved's cheek a musky dark mole it is . *** Milk so youthful is my beloved yet droppeth from her lip like sugar ,

Although , in glancing , her every eyelash a slaughterer is . *** O thou that art in the city the pointing - stock for generosity ,

Alas in the work of caring for strangers , wonderful thy negligence is . *** After this , no doubt is mine in respect of t'he existence of the incomparable jewel ;

For , on that point , thy mouth by its exceeding smallness and freshness a sweet proof is . *** Glad tidings , they Fate and Destiny or a party of lovers of God gave that thou wilt pass by us may God's grace be thy companion

Change not thy good resolve for a happy omen it is . *** By what art , doth the mountain of grief of separation draw

Shattered Hafiz , who , through the weeping of his body , like a reed is . ***