Hafez on love

Last night I saw her face in my dream, Like moon it made my house gleam;

I was suddenly filled with mirth and glee, And thought she finally came back to me;

And having found at last the life spring, For a moment I thought that I was a king;

And like old days it was going to be, When note after note she wrote to me;

And then in the picture came my rival, And put in danger my very survival;

It was a nightmare, to say the least, For he turned out to be a cruel beast;

Oh, love is a burden not easy to carry, And it's not for just about anyone;

On me if her favors she would confer, I'll gladly give my life for her;

I'll also give her the soul of mine, If only she would give me a glass of wine;

And I'll also consider it a favor supreme, If once in a while she would come in my dream;

If not, in poetry I would like to immerse, And like great HAFIZ write the verse;