My father, how did you break my promise – Al-Buhtari poet

My father, how did you break my promise?
you became too heavy to fulfill my promise
You did not find what I found, and as soon as
You described if you didn’t find like my grandfather
Lord of a day when I obeyed you,
And the goodness of your face is my guidance
The magic of your eyes is my coffee, folds
Your mood is pink, and your cheeks are pink
I wish I could solve you
My place is darker like love to me
I don’t see the days I miss you
you, And I don’t let you know how long you lived.
The greatest blessing is that you be presented to me,
It is important that you be delayed after me
envy to be an elf of others,
When I was alone in the love of you alone