My heart , in desire of the fa...

My heart , in desire of the face of Farrukh ,

Is in confusion like the dishevelled hair of Farrukh . *** Save the black Hindu slave of his tress , is none ,

That enjoyed prosperity from the face of Farrukh . *** The black tress pf good fortune is that which ever

Is the fellow - traveller and the fellowknee - sitter of Farrukh . *** Like the trembling aspen , becometh the cypress of the garden ,

If it see the heart - alluring stature of Farrukh . *** O Saki give wine of arghavan hue

To the memory of the eye of sorcery of Farrukh . *** Bent like a bow , became my stature

From grief continuous as the eyebrow of Farrukh . *** The breeze of the musk of Tatar , ashamed made

The perfume of the tress of ambergris of *** If to a place , be the inclination of any one's heart ,

The inclination of my heart is towards the grace of Farrukh . *** I am the slave of resolution of that one who is

Like Hafiz , the attendant of the black tress of Farrukji . ***