Tell our friends a message not – the poet Al-Buhtari
Send a message to our squad
the apprehension of the complaint, and announced
Lord, in the morning bombardment in Aleppo,
He reaps a sacrifice and returned to her
To God, our times are above
best days, and the best
foretold she married an interracial brother,
enrich, wet the edges, linha
you made an adultery and you slandered him, has
We cried prostitution also and we stifled it
trom her brothers, and forbids it
who are they, he afflicted her, I grieve her
if he wills, do not bless his will,
Tell her to divorce her safe