A beautiful song and clip by Mohsen Namjoo
Lyrics:
Let not the wind into your tresses or I will go into the wind
Let not seduction be your way or I will loose mine
Drink not with any old contender or I will drown in pain
Savor not your wine or I will turn red in sobriety
Lock not your hair or I will be locked in remorse
Twist not your hair or I will get twisted
Become not the rival’s friend or I will become mad with rivalry
Feel not for others or I will cease to feel
Open your face and I won’t need a flower
Stand tall and I won’t need the air of heights
Paint not the town red or I will shed blood for tears
Cherish not the other’s company or I will perish
Steal not the limelight or all light will leave me
Ogle not or I will melt beneath your gaze
Be kind to this poor suitor and come to my aid
For me not to appeal to the Messenger
Hafez will never turn away from you
For he became free the day he was entrapped by you.
