From the Divan of Hafez · 6 couplets
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It is morning and dew drips from the winter cloud —
prepare the means of the morning drink and give a full cup.
I have fallen into the sea of "mine" and "yours" — bring
wine, that it may free me from "mine" and "yours."
Drink the blood of the cup, for its blood is lawful —
be in the work of the beloved, for it is a work worth doing.
Cupbearer, be at hand — for grief lies in our ambush —
minstrel, keep this same tune that you are playing.
Give wine — for the harp brought its head to my ear and said:
Pass your time well, and listen to this bent elder.
Cupbearer, with the self-sufficiency of the rends — give wine —
that you may hear from the singer's voice: He is the Self-Sufficient.
صبح است و ژاله میچکد از ابر بهمنی
برگ صبوح ساز و بده جام یک منی
در بحر مایی و منی افتادهام، بیار
می تا خلاص بخشدم از مایی و منی
خونِ پیاله خور که حلال است خون او
در کار یار باش که کاریست کردنی
ساقی به دست باش که غم در کمین ماست
مطرب نگاه دار همین ره که میزنی
مِی ده که سر به گوش من آورد چنگ و گفت
«خوش بگذران و بشنو از این پیرِ منحنی»
ساقی به بینیازی رندان که می بده
تا بشنوی ز صوت مغنی «هو الغنی»
Source: Ganjoor.net
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