Poem Number 92
My Lord sweetly , Thou goest i...
The ghazal
My Lord sweetly , Thou goest in so much that in Thee , head to foot altogether I die
My Bold One sweetly , Thou movest before Thee , I die . *** Thou saidest Before me , when wilt thou die Why is haste
A sweet demand , Thou makest . Even before Thy demand . I die . *** The lover , separated and intoxicated , I am . The idol , Sakl , where is he
Say Proudly move for before Thy beautiful form , I die . *** O Beloved through separation from whom , an age hath passed , so that I may die ,
Make say only one glance so that , before thy dark gray eye , I die . *** Thou hast said My ruby lip giveth pain and also the remedy .
Sometimes before the pain and sometimes before the remedy , I die . *** Sweetly moving , Thou goest . Far , the evil eye from Thy face
In my head , I have a fancy that , at Thy feet , I die .. *** Although , the place of Hafiz is not in the private chamber of union with Thee ,
O Thou that hast all places happy , before all Thy places , I die . ***
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