obey him, in love, they advised,
And Nashwan was from the drunkenness of passion, so he passed
and what the dove-noah irritates him, if
the pigeons howled on the branches or shrieked
And he does not let the ribs pass by,
if we distance, even if they crossed the apostrophe
And perhaps the ruins called his way,
And the lightning struck him from Najd, if glimpse
I was not longing for an innovation on that day.
shed a tear at the first tear
and a feast I was fond of her grandmother,
So my gray hair did not forgive me, nor did I forgive her
If I forgot Layla’s love, he praised him
a ghost that traveled in the blackness of the night when it scattered
He came to me at a distance, and comforted me,
until the morning light shone and it became clear
I was astonished that he crossed the bottom of Idham,
And it crossed the sand from Khubat and Barah
Behold, the quest of those with hopes has succeeded,
And the gate of the dew has been opened
temptation to make it better from the beginning
blinded, And it is good to say in praise
return the honors in us, after you are lost,
And the generosity brought us close, after we moved
does not fade, If the dignity sided with him,
And do not stray when he jokes
eased into the dried-up blackness of its resurrection,
And if he weighed the contentment of his dream, he would be more likely
and penetrated into a vineyard, does not desire
from him, And if there is a righteous person and beards in it,
O king who has fulfilled his deception,
The sun twinkled, the eyes were shining, the dawn
It is there that the dearest of all people
Good morning, good morning
He is pleased to drink it gradually, make him sad
Do not argue with her that she drank a mug
I got sick, or ascend, from twilight
on him, set us free, as they made peace
