what did you hide, And if we see him,
leaving us, or longing for his blood
returns to the boy with the bruise of his sulcus,
If he returns to pouring in a worm, he will regurgitate him
If you find a house, cling to it.
By the thousands, even as if it were his homeland
By God, what if He guides us?
the joy of this love, or his grief
when the weather ceases to plague you,
good luck, recurring afflictions
deceives him, if you get heavy
you slandered him, and embraced him slippers
keep the heart from his orphan,
And any of those who enslave him are enslaving him?
and bring a soul to a dwelling,
he acquaints himself with his dwelling
deceived by the wasteful age, his father
an enemy, long time ago
At a time when his accidents were resonant,
resembling an event of its time
I was satisfied from the bad time that
tithes him, not extra good
He loves royalties from our thanksgiving,
knotted in our necks
do his deeds in honor of him,
you did not delay the like of him
The high hand is preferred
as you rise from a weighted beam
If the praisers shake him, forgive them
a branch of the spring, good art
honor his misdeeds if you make
forbidding it is short for him
and you visited him as we watched
To compel him in the old days, or to weigh him
The ruler of the sultan’s affairs
an approach of maturity, clear sunnah
ignorant of her, have been beaten
surrounded by them, acumen
If he deviates from his eyes,
it was in his eyes and ears
If men seduce him from wine,
The advisor explained it, not publicly
And the sword in its blade is its roughness,
Not that his ships borrow
reprimanded the inability of the minds from danger
We slander him with our minds, or we fornicate him
gnawing at it carefully, to dress him up
an asset, of boilers, store it
The enemy does not slow down,
And the friend does not humiliate him
I remember this god Aghther La
washed in the sea, his tubercle washed
A lowly son of the Jews if he is excluded
a syllable whose tongue did not rise
the villages of blackness soiled him, and why?
his mothers build their cities
I am of the greatness of the country, if
He wanted him to say: from him
why the hormonsin were not struck in it, Nor
slander him, and do not circumcise him
a pig led us to a dungeon
It is obscene if I count her.
This is the piety and the conditions accepted.
the ground until his chin hits it
Look at the red stubble from
reasoned, when he cursed him
overdo it, and slandered
You are displeased with those who reject his opinion and his Sunnah
How daring you are to be stubborn
emaciated back, in the body of the fat
scoundrel, is considered to be bestowed
hate the favourites, squeezing him
did not play for grace recompense, and why?
What is the price of the honorable one
robs you of thanks, then you are on
Dujail, weevils, you entrust him
and I did not find a short hand before him,
He won the money of Ahwaz, they need it
no opinion, only made you come
fornicating on him, I will test him
And my choice is no other than you, but the dough
zz, Roya made her go crazy
The Lord is for you, and spelled it
in you, cursing a mortgage bond
He has a shining soul for you.
If he goes away from you
and the distance, The longing merchant,
a clear kinship