A quarter of it was watered by the clouds and its precipitation,
And if he did not inform the one who questioned him earlier,
And we still sang it with the bend of the bend,
tamed his limbs, and jarolh
How did the slanderer leave me there, and the
weeping at night, elongated permeate
And the lover is not the one whose chatter ends,
and shortened his sight, and his wife slept
I am stoned in Layla’s suspicion, but
I’m freaking out with her who I cheat with
And she claimed that I deliberately deserted her,
And you did not know what was wrong with desires, and bubble
And I will tell some who do not doubt him
soudy, And I love some of those I don’t get along with
Lightning Tajalli or Bada Ibn Mudhaber
in charge, Humans saw his question
So what do you think of the benefactor cut off, so he grieves, Nor is he disappointed with his means
deceives us from our prolonged praise,
If we want to achieve it, we will not betray it
stricken with a fever three times, and her love
If the imminent recovery was given an urgent respite
you yearn for him again, and still
the elf longs for him, when he removes it
And she was better not to come back if she had gone to bed
with the army on the day of Hindwan, you fight him
A young man who did not stop him from performing Hajj,
And he did not forget the covenant of God, And gray hair is all over it
if his wind has weakened
his hands, or she came together and he was separated
If he is satisfied with him, he extends his worries
to a remote locust, practice it
expect the stairway to be occupied,
As the crescent moon waited for its homes
I reached for his palm, I extended it
to a requirement, I was sure I got it
and spread my affair, and spared an exhibition,
to do against the muzn what he does
And I put my command in all his affairs,
to bear the pleasure of what saddled him
And they judged him, and he was in every problem
Quick to judge, Murtaza al-Hakam, his separation
There is nothing left but a revival that he belittles.
investigate it, When the laziness hindered his laziness
and how unawares of glory hastened to miss it,
‘A’ir Hamd, who was suspended by his ropes.
And if my anticipation of my loss is from his side,
As the sari awaited the morning opposite him.