PICTURES OF THE HIDDEN

 

Song I

Marvelous harp, and glorious tune, the Maestro of Love owns;

Pictures of the Hidden plucks, passage to unknowns.

 

Void of Lover’s song, shall not be the World;

In time his cries; Sublime its tones.

 

Song V

Got no gold, old Hafez; his strength running out.

Yet content. Merciful God, dropping his sinful loans.

 

“How are you?”; simple words, are too much to ask?

A beggar’s cries, Dear King, justice to soil and bones.

 

Oh doctors, my tears are blood… help me diagnose.

Suffering from Love. Has a cure; will burn you to your bones.

 

IT’S SUNRISE

 

Song II

It’s Sunrise, time for Wine! Fill my Chalice all the way!

Globe is spinning, non-stop. No time for delay!

 

Passing souls, fleeing world, almost wrecked away;

Get me wrecked, ruby red, ahead of my decay!

 

Song IV

Wine is Sun, Chalice World, poured in from the East.

To soak it through the heart, must wake up right away.

 

Turning heavens, body to soil, jugs of my clay;

Hallelujah! Chalice my skull; fi ll it all the way.

 

Path to righteousness is Wine, worship the ruby red.

Get up right away, Hafez; summon a righteous day.

 

LIGHT-BURDENED ONES ON SHORE

 

Song III

Pitch black night, lost in sea; a vortex maybe fate;

Light-burdened ones on shore, how know they our state?

 

 

Poetry by Hafez

Translations by Kamyar Mohajer