He watered the house of Laila where her drawings were – the poet Al-Buhtari
watered Laila’s house, where their charges settled,
A sacrament of the name and the flood of its clouds
How many nights did she give me her imagination,
and the plain of the Fife below it, and their bundles
The country is good with its goodness if it goes,
and his watering was blessed, and describe its breeze
If the soul reminds you of longing, you follow
For your memory are two tears and their tears
God has decreed that I am a guarantor of anguish
spend the nights, And they remain assessed
I turn my heart away from you, then I turn it back,
I excuse myself in you and then blame it
If the one who is guided by God is counted by Him,
the sky has multiplied its stars
God has authorized Imam Muhammad
dependent particulars, in all of Quraysh
I fathered him from her first successors
She has the virtue in the deputies, its tents
And the hadith of honorable things is not an object,
hands of eternity, Except where it was old
The Ummah of Ahmad acknowledged for him the grace,
and her crooked made him, and their orths
And if you denied him that right, it would not have been
to perish, Except that the stars are stoned
lost you, prince of believers, talents
Of God, Thank you very much
upholding God’s religion, His order was answered
to you, He narrated the affairs to their knowledge
Banu Hashim in every east and west,
The honor of the sons of the world, and you are generous
If it walks by your side,
the dungeons digest and annihilate them
I saw Quraysh where their glory was complete,
her endeavors were fulfilled, and their dreams are firm
The blackness of the feathers follows from Salih
to you, With good news
pronunciation of victory pronunciation
And before you they were long
We tell of those outsiders that he
He was forced under the great swords
I see the estate of Islam, when she is gone,
perforate their buggers, and surrounded her harems
the oppressed of the parish redressed his right,
And the face of the road made it clear for him its tyranny
And the people of Al-Aith were stalking them when he guided them
A brother of stumbles, what erodes their sound
She gave the rum that she was asked for
in Abaziq, when she was told by her rivals
is religion, Except in jihad that you lead us
to him hastily, or a prayer you evaluate
the nights of the month are spent, only the rest,
To perform Tahajjud hard or to stand up
and ease what you have offered to God, a student
to his liking, The days you must fast
You abandoned the amusement parks for convenience and solemnity,
The verses of the remembrance of God are recited to the wise
and afflicted with pleasure, and she is an oasis
its squares, admonitions of their fees
And how do you feel the world, if she didn’t mean
with a good end, remain her bliss
Your staying with us is God’s blessing to us.
We are most grateful to her