Jad Al-Dhafafi in his land – the poet Al-Buhtari

Jad Al-Thafafi in his land,
cumulus of clouds over his darkness
A brother of mine, you did not contact my kinship
with his father, nor his mother
deny, even because I hated him,
Except that I know his name
I have nothing but tenderness,
May the poetry of her comprehension
This musk is what is in it
you didn’t take it, only smell it