Un presagio da Hafez
Ghazal 236
If that holy bird should return to my door,
my vanished life would return to my aged head.
I have hope upon this tear, like rain, that once more
the lightning of fortune that fled my sight will return.
That one, the dust of whose foot was the crown of my head —
I beg of God that it return to my head.
I will go after her to the dear companions;
if my person come not back, my tidings shall return.
If I scatter not the jewel of my soul upon the precious Friend's step,
to what other use should it ever return to me?
I will beat the drum of new fortune from the roof of bliss,
if I see that my new-departed moon returns.
Her hindrance is the harp's clamor and the sweet sleep of the dawn-cup;
else, had she heard my dawn-sigh, she would return.
Longing, like the moon, for the face of the king, O Hafez,
raise your aspiration, that he return in safety to my door.