Standing in the songs of the house, asking for it – the poet Al-Buhtari
Stand in the songs of the house, asking for its length,
About the lost people were their solutions
When did Su’a go away, it
So, I have little to fear her departure
And if we had given you endurance in the morning,
for their loads of tears rode
I built boys, when it was said,
and accepted them from among the winds
And if I helped Sada to love, that’s my passion
Say no to her, and disobeyed her
If I send a spectrum that reminds me of the air,
I returned to her, with success, her messenger
Find the guani that is still good
suffocation what did you do?
clinging to the minister’s reasons, and don’t wear
whether it was tied to him or her water
a sick eye diverting her luck,
And if the people inadvertently neglect it, it will be greatly appreciated.
luminous, The most beautiful of honorable women to see
influenced by the essence, or satin
great caravanserai, able
The shield must assassinate her curiosity
If he overturns opinions, he cancels out their vileness,
and brought it to him, chosen to him,
If the blonde treads the blood, waving,
return to those things their hollows
hopefully, and please get it,
As Egypt sang, hoping for it
You blackened him without people, and he did not let
The horse of men is to prevail over its horses
Al-Ghawadi wants to see him
her likeness of sepah, and its shapes
You read the south of the earth graciously and graciously,
and apply justice to her grief and ease
And if the whole world were to come to him,
It was not followed by Hamd La’af who accepted it.
you stayed, Where did you come from the beginning of grace,
The clouds say that its messengers should come
And you gave the students of the supererogatory their questions,
From where do poems not give their quest?
And you took care of the black workers, bewildered
the decision of my house for a period that I will not prolong
I deliberately shortened the distances of praise
And your right is to give your feats their length.
I have kept the rhymes from you while they are arguing
she pulls her ankles to you
behold, if you let me go easy way
to my country set her free
And he does not thank the grace like I am thankful.
So he said the people recompense them
How do you see me doing so many of them?
if I would repay a little more