by Hafez
Last night, news of my departed friend
Was brought to me upon the wind;
Whatever must come, let it come!
I give my heart now to the wind.
My life's in such a state that my
Companions are the vivid flash
Of lightning in the dark of night,
And, as each dawn arrives, the wind.
Lost in the tangles of your hair
My shameless heart has never said,
"Oh, give me back the life I knew
Before I strayed like this, and sinned."
My heart weeps blood remembering you,
Each time I see the meadows where
The budding rose's cloak is loosed
And torn wide open by the wind.
My frail existence vanishes;
But may my sould rejoice again
And see you, and inhale your scent
Brought in the dawn, upon the wind.
Hafez, your noble nature will
Ensure your heart's desire; and may
Our lives be given to such sweetness,
That's borne away, upon the wind.