My hand freed you from reproach, and my tongue,
And say in the judgment of the Almighty and effectively
Yazid and Al-Muhallab love
to you, your majesty, as they loved the sublime
He did not bequeath you the saying no, then do it after him.
And what is the best ornament of the sword, if it is articulated?
People see chaos in tolerance, you won’t see
The boy of the people except the condoning donor
I am a friend but I am not
please please, or pervades the repetitions
And there is no glory except when you are good again.
And every boy in the world is good at Badia
And you have no excuse for my lateness
You have, I have sent rhymes
It is forbidden for me to invade Badh and its people.
if you walk, And the twenty thousand backwards
So do not spoil what you wish for with rain,
The best of the clouds is what is a valley
If in glory there is a purchase, it
Buying you thank you for the rest of my life financially