How sadly do idle tears fold – Al-Buhtari poet

With what sorrow are the widow’s tears folded,
and hope for an unfailing air
Let death assassinate whoever willed, it
Today’s dress is the one for whom temptations fear
And there was no one who was terrified to be afraid of,
And there is no preference for him to be hoped for.
If the world’s urgent pain of joy,
affliction behind him, will follow later
And the life of the neighborhood was a drive to ruin,
and his days, without death, Phase
and as soon as it becomes, And in every moment
has a term, in the lifetime, killer
and for one’s day, Inevitably, what’s up
tomorrow, In the midst of what is his, eternity, Met
Suffice it to acknowledge the annihilation and the neck
to hate him, that the immortal has no hope
It is hidden from the owner of the army
in the back of Karkh, and the army is gone
prevented him from this obstacle, mother is back
be upon him, Or did the ropes hang him?
How many jars from the land of Jarzan, she missed it
stalking from his hands, volleys
the enemies emptied of him, maybe
Tomorrow it is a job for the hostile, occupant
If the gaps were shaken, when he is gone,
She dwelt, by the natluq, earthquakes
So these invaders did not gain any spoils,
And you did not say, with success, those caravans
I was amazed at this age when Muhammad died,
And it was he who robbed him, is communicating
went on, So the glory and glory passed away,
And he killed him, and he killed him with strength and money
And it was the light of the earth, the earth is dark
read it, the jewels of age, eternity is idle
An eye that will not see generosity after him will cry,
If Hamel is overflowed, it will return to Hamel
And the horse stock learns that there is no rider
besides him, The line was marked not pregnant
A boy who refused to be seen
equal counterpart, or similar problems
You have made me desolate, you weren’t
to be desolate from them, except the houses
then, the bounties cried him, but
The bereaved women weep over the lonely women
God waters a grave if He wills, its soil
if rain clouds were watered by it
His Lord has distanced us from us, and exposed without him,
upon our contempt, prairie and gondolas
As long as the earth is alive, the earth has thrown its weight upon it.
And the horror of the hostile, surrounded by enormous soil
As for, and my father Kahlan, his afflicted day,
the shoulders were burdened with
They saw their sun in their day, it is darkness,
And it dawned on them at night, and he is afflicted
So they drew swords, they have no speculators,
and they drew spears, What are their factors?
we lost you life, and kissed
you notice us, bow to us, tribes
Were it not for your desired son in us, I would have become
the highest of the Lord from them, and they are below
We returned the matter to him voluntarily, we did not say
He has in what comes to him: what are you doing
by the scattered reunion, and dispersed
slaves in the people, God and the supererogatory
adversity has crossed him from every direction
a harem dew that is not crossed by storms
And who sees the feasibility of Yusuf bin Muhammad
see the sea, Did not collect survivors of the coast
seduced, If you count the virtues of his deed,
you assumed that the truth of them was false
If we are removed from the king’s council in rank,
liberated by al-Ahwadhi
False cheeks rolled under his silence,
and you are waiting to hear what is said
and was beyond praise, it is the plus of the
condemn, How is it now that it is perfect?
hypotheses were verified and validated
On what the evidence spoke about before
no wonder, If the unseen is all-knowing,
Before the relief, what are the fears?
And if he comes to tell his father, did you stay?
He has traits and characteristics from his father
They are set in honors, this is
last morals, and these first