I saw the credit of imposing and loaning – the poet Al-Buhtari

I saw the credit of a loan and a loan
curiosity
And no lion is the guardian of a hand, so you should hope
Nawafl him, and there is no beautiful lord
Wasting fate from lack of endeavors
and the male died of extravagance
And cursed be the curtain, he was not saved
lighter than heavy
We denounced his covenant when they tried us.
stingy
and did not ask much, and uneasy
You ask a little of a little
Abu al-Abbas was created for endeavors
By right of length and long distance
You are alone in honor without people
They see generosity from weak minds
And who is like Abi Umara in his call?
And the master of his bounty is the most virtuous evidence
Doubts seize you as long as you don’t
branches tell you about origins