father of the night, Unless he’s back
On a lover, he neglected the dream a little
This is what the righteous have forbade it.
He has tears that do not take care of his affliction
Perhaps the approach of the house will soften his tears,
and it takes off, Or he will be cured of his indignation
and still tutoring skill, its folds
We built the distance from the sorrow of the world and its ease
Until the plate of Iraq appeared, was revealed
the depths of the dawn from its water and its palms
paper pigeons remain, in his flanks,
Our loved ones remind her of his cooing
So I greeted a lover with a vision of his beloved,
I pleased a boyfriend or a friend of his
By the grace and grace of the Commander of the Faithful,
Tomorrow is to live softly after its long withering away
Before, God saw him first of his servants
really, and gave them for the purpose of his path,
I succeeded him in his land, and his guardian
satisfied with him, and cousin of His Messenger
And a sea that stretches out the eyes of those who desire
to the outward appearance of them, very much
You see the earth irrigated by its rain
on her, Its buds are covered by its descent
He came from the country of the West in the number of the Naqa,
cleaned the sand, of his knights and horses
And the face of the east turned away, even as
the full moon shone in it after its setting
Baghdad has dressed in her best dress.
to welcome him, and looked forward to his justice
His longing and strife turn him away,
to the width and length of the Jafari dish
to home, in which his first loved ones
to meet them to the fullest extent, his souvenir
A place that makes life pleasant for its nights
and its morning has cooled, Authentic moderation
for my age, The Caliph Jafar fathered,
And in every soul there is a need of his claws
Desire called him out of the secrets of those who saw
to her, The regression of the lion against his guise
that she had changed her goodness,
And he left her, I made her forget her by his passing.
and exorcise them in ugliness, when he came out,
as her overindulgence in beauty, when he enters
to congratulate his son, The best of sons, Muhammad,
the advent of a lofty father, glorious
tomorrow, He is unique in all virtues,
Is someone like him informed? or Adele
The rulers of the covenant are in dreams and piety,
And in virtue of his likes and forms
Night refused but to return its length – Poet Al-Buhtari
