you multiplied, after reduction,
You have increased your condition in my condition
and what vineyard has taken away from you,
in the early days, nor the next
my lad’s poison, his backlash,
if you did not mean it dearly
And you gave me what you allowed,
How can you not take my money
If the kinship reaches the point of reference,
Your uncles are my uncles
And poetry is subject to the recompense of the one who
take him from my blindness, and favour
And in Abu Talha there is an intercessor for me,
And your neighbour, the Shah, the son of Michael
all desired means,
To every kindness and beauty
orphans, which has not yet
like you do it for me