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Ghazal 075 from Divan of Hafez The dream of your captivating narcissus is not without something, The allure of your disheveled locks is not without something. I said the liquid flowing from your lips was honey, This sugar-coated salt of yours is not without something. May your life be long, for I know for certain, In the bow of your eyelashes' arrows, there is no deficiency. Afflicted by the grief of sorrow and the pain of separation, O heart, this wailing and lament of yours is not without something. Yesterday, the wind passed through her neighborhood to the garden, O flower, this tear in your collar is not without something. Though the pain of love hides the heart from people, Hafez, this weeping eye of yours is not without something.