به من مومن نگو ، وقتي كه حتي .
واسه يه لحظه هم عاشق نبودم
،به من كه اين همه از رستگاري
،فقط دم ميزدم ، عاشق نبودم ...
يه عمر از دلم ترسيدم و باز
،دم آخر منو ديوونه كرده ،
حالا ميترسم اين ديوونه حالي ،
يه روز از من جدا شه برنگرده ...

بارها گـفـتـه‌ام و بار دگر می‌گویم
که من دلشده این ره نه به خود می‌پویم
در پـس آینه طوطی صفتم داشتـه‌اند
آن چـه استاد ازل گفت بـگو می‌گویم
من اگر خارم و گر گل چمن آرایی هست
که از آن دست که او می‌کشدم می‌رویم
دوسـتان عیب من بی‌دل حیران مکـنید
گوهری دارم و صاحـب نـظری می‌جویم
گر چه با دلق ملمع می گلگون عیب است
مـکـنـم عیب کز او رنگ ریا می‌شویم
خـنده و گریه عشاق ز جایی دگر است
می‌سرایم به شب و وقت سحر می‌مویم
حافظـم گفت که خاک در میخانه مبوی
گو مکن عیب که من مشک ختن می‌بویم

Looking for your face

From the beginning of my life

I have been looking for your face

but today I have seen it

Today I have seen

the charm, the beauty,

the unfathomable grace

of the face

that I was looking for

Today I have found you

and those who laughed

and scorned me yesterday

are sorry that they were not looking

as I did

I am bewildered by the magnificence

of your beauty

and wish to see you

with a hundred eyes

My heart has burned with passion

and has searched forever

for this wondrous beauty

that I now behold

I am ashamed

to call this love human

and afraid of God

to call it divine

Your fragrant breath

like the morning breeze

has come to the stillness of the garden

You have breathed new life into me

I have become your sunshine

and also your shadow

My soul is screaming in ecstasy

Every fiber of my being

is in love with you

Your effulgence

has lit a fire in my heart

for me

the earth and sky

My arrow of love

has arrived at the target

I am in the house of mercy

and my heart

is a place of prayer

Rumi