My body, not your skinny body – Al-Buhtari poet

My body, not yours, skinny
O good night, I am the sick
Your protection is my protection without a doubt
I wish I had an alternative without you
I protected myself for a delicious life
That Khalil took shelter
And there are arguments without him
So the long night brought me back
I am satisfied line by line
or that a messenger should come to him