For God, what do you do?
chrysanthemums
the drinking staggered and their throats slashed
the sun travels among them
do not rest to the wretched practice
And do not sleep on the strings,
There is a void of solace to occupy it
About Me, And fulfill it on behalf of others
If I stay away from it, a calf will
sigh, And a calf found me choked
O Eloquence, a defect of the heart does not have
Myrtle
Are you nothing but the penis of a bann that nurtures it?
those who are sick with the winds, and they transgress them
Or a deer in a hen that flirts with it?
or the baba doe in its eyelids as kohl
How is the struggle in the land of Iraq?
Have I left the Levant with my heart deranged?
Rather, how can I improve recitation and spinning?
and graying of my head on the two streams is burning
Only the longing for the zeer remains, I can hear it
and the cup that the drunkard drank
Urgent Us
The calf does not feel good except in both of them.
And drink on the state of Al-Mu’taz, for it has
a fortune of goodness that nations were not happy with
Caliph
If you rejoice, you say the raindrop
So the majesty of the king seemed to overwhelm him
I thought it was the full moon and in its goodness
His quadrant is in the vicinity of God is a moderation,
His rope is connected to the Messenger of God
Quraysh left the bath and left
him from the plain until he conquered the mountain
And they preferred it, and their virtues shall not be praised.
except by the preference of people over them
O He who has the beginning of the supreme and the last of it
And he who has good hands sets a proverb.
You saved us from the pseudonym
Oba country we have a wrong opinion
He is the tattooed one who was his guardian
A misfortune in which people perished when they were let down.
You sewed him while he was reprehensible at a young age
And hardly the ignorant dwarves could separate
He was like a calf, deceiving the ignorant of him
And you were Musa, the guide of the ignorant people
And it was like a lying body, and you came as
Solomon came reciting your word of action.
Religion is in every horizon laughing joyfully,
And disbelief in every land is fearful and majestic
As for the loyal ones, God’s army carried them.
to help you, for they did what they endured
their survival is the infallibility of the world, and dignified
You will cover the egg of Islam, hanging down
They returned the loan, and repented of their sin
in it to God, and the sin that they committed
a sin that was neither heresy nor strange,
God’s prophets and messengers have sinned
Whoever rides the difficult dangers they ride
Yesterday, or will he bring the victory they made?
They have struggled for you with abundant money
And with souls, and the fire of war is burning
swirled the soaking, neither edged nor uncovered,
And proceed to death, neither inclination nor isolation
They often sell the ball if they ride,
And they will believe the stabbing darkness if they go down
How resolute and tempting their elders are,
Nor is their boy’s hardship when he is at work.
Three great things if they were advised to advise,
or they were asked for help, or they were empowered, they were just
So hand over to them what she called in the morning surrounded,
and let it pass to you as long as the morning camel
For God, what do you do?
