My wrongdoing has come to the graves my go – the poet Al-Buhtari

Darkness has come to the graves my go
And worn out before death in my clothes
On you, O dwelling of peace, I am
About a little, do what I want
I was drenched in death by passion
When do I see you have mercy on my youth
Glory be to the one who, if He wills, will be equal between us
So I will turn away from you, for you have revealed my torment