From the Divan of Hafez · 8 couplets
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Good news has come: spring arrived and greenery sprouted —
if the salary comes, its spending will be on roses and wine.
The whistling of the bird has risen — where is the wine-flask?
A cry has fallen upon the nightingale — who drew the rose's veil?
What pleasure can one find from the fruits of paradise
if one has never bitten the apple of a beauty's chin?
Do not complain of hardship, for on the path of seeking
no one reached comfort who did not endure difficulty.
From the cupbearer's moonlike face, pick a rose today,
for around the garden's cheek, the line of violet has sprouted.
The cupbearer's wink so stole my heart from my hand
that I have no desire for talk with anyone else.
This colorful patched cloak of mine, like a rose, I will burn —
for the old wine-seller would not buy it for a single sip.
Spring is passing, O just one — take heed!
For the season has gone, and Hafez has still not tasted wine.
رسید مژده که آمد بهار و سبزه دمید
وظیفه گر برسد، مصرفش گُل است و نَبید
صَفیرِ مرغ برآمد، بَطِ شراب کجاست؟
فَغان فتاد به بلبل، نقابِ گُل که کشید؟
ز میوههای بهشتی چه ذوق دریابد
هر آن که سیبِ زَنَخدانِ شاهدی نَگَزید
مَکُن ز غُصّه شکایت که در طریقِ طلب
به راحتی نرسید آن که زحمتی نکشید
ز رویِ ساقی مَهوَش گلی بچین امروز
که گِردِ عارضِ بُستان خطِ بنفشه دمید
چُنان کرشمهٔ ساقی دلم ز دست بِبُرد
که با کسی دِگَرَم نیست برگِ گفت و شَنید
من این مُرَقَّعِ رنگین چو گُل، بخواهم سوخت
که پیرِ بادهفروشش به جُرعهای نخرید
بهار میگذرد دادگسترا دریاب
که رفت موسم و حافظ هنوز مِی نچشید
Source: Ganjoor.net
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