We have lost loyalty, we have lost intimacy,
And we wept with the dowry of the drawings
I do not despise time, and my guess
I was so preoccupied that I blamed all my sins
Do you think that wealth is a reward for the one who has ambition?
From a stop at the Leim’s Gate
And I see the shyness of replying from me
peril in question, great grandfather
The face of a miser is better in baal
The signs of the forbidden
and gracious tomorrow, I hang my hand,
Praised in the grace of Karim
hasaz hamdi, And the winds that come
bring the rain, like the praises of the clouds
a return after a beginning from you was
yesterday, Oh Ahmed bin Abd al-Rahim
What do you think or think?
You’re in the face of my need with a curse