I see you, my beloved, in an illusion,
Or have you been visited by the delusions of a dream?
those blessings, if you were blessed
to thank us, in connection, inam yes
You have forgotten the standing of the Jammar, and people
We are like a person who throws pebbles and stones
We loved the pilgrims, for what we deny
whine in it, send blind and deaf
Where my face is in the grotesques, my adjective
and my place, from the youth, my name
You have shunned me,
The heavens are not terrified of my iniquity
and walks when killed, so what?
I sinned, to slander me
I find fire borrowed from fire,
And it grows out of sickness in your eyes
Play what you came from that bump
We are pleased with him, or determination?
and a badger that hurls a sababah,
the end of the night, in a vineyard
a drinker of wine on his palms,
As if the diseased drinker of poison
Indeed, swords do not grow
once in a while And the eyes of luck bleed
The days fought me until I prayed
My war is what I used to attack my peace
but I defend eternity on my behalf
contemptuous of his foul language
And I told myself that I would suffice
slander my judge and elongate my opponent
If those facts miss my luck
I made these wishes my oath
And if the beloved refuses favor
t reached the intelligible imagination
from the gift of God I reached my soul
preserved it, Then from my cousin’s giving
Every time I say my land is withered,
I wish I had a cloud from it
He has in my praises his supreme judgment
in, My rule is from the depths of my soul
every famous one in which he is composed
interplanetary system
Wherever a singer stands, a star appears
hills of it, on the heels of a star
and ignorance threw my place,
I said: Shorten every ram with a deaf
And if it hurts me,
His hose was worthy of my name
In Bani Al-Harith bin Kaab bin Amr
The master of people between Arabs and Ajam
Dad you reproach, and a few
I give you my father a sacrifice, and illiterate
I wish I had thrown myself into the wrong place,
and dear to me wasting my share
If I am in love with a stingy question,
I hate that question and it is rejected
Which kept me until I reached
What was the uplifting of my mind
And my father is over the kingdom of my land
What he took from my giving and my complaining
Then there is a situation that costs me to judge
Hamdi is among men and dhimmi
So I see where is the place of generosity among the people
My place and people recognized my non-existence
The accusation of benevolence and blame is
You are the same as I say
It was as if turning away from me was a decree
Separating from a mechanism from you is inevitable
When there is no refuge but you, please
you frown at me, you are not greedy
And if you are angry and your brain is weak
for your anger to hold my bone
Do not exceed the amount of your burglary if not
grammatical amount
And beware of losing your dream in the dryness
And the contraction if I lose my dream