I make excuses for you, if not
I complained about love, it burned me
no and your father, what did you miss,
And I did not commit libel in your love
I blame you and it is not fair
If I loved you, I would suffer
You have been deprived of my lawful prayer,
And you made it unlawful for me to leave
bring me back a suspicious look,
recompense or hate sins
you see a burnt liver, our eyes
haunting, And a heart that is stunned
you ran aloft, far away,
Will any ride bring her peace?
and renewed its spectrum of blame and reproach,
We only get used to Mama
I nurture the night I was watered
Madame with her eyes and palms
we interrupted the night by swearing and embracing,
And we annihilated him with mercilessness
And you knew that I was not lost
have a covenant, And I did not hide blame
If our locality becomes Iraq,
shining, And she solved it, Shama
I only made her love,
And I only increased her in love
The caliphate of Jafar is just and secure.
And a dream that still spans the world
strange bounties you see in him
money necks are being digested
If full moons give you a face,
make a perfect full moon
rich, if he is proud, or be called,
great, to be arrogant or arrogant
You showered people with grace and grace,
and justifiably, and retaliation
We prepare for you the water fountain and the prayer place,
The pillars of the structure and the maqam
Noble things with which you have weighed the thief,
so it did not decrease and you looked at it with a cantaloupe
And what of the Caliphs, if they were close to you one day,
with your opinion and determination
Are you not the most beautiful of them, and azka
they are back, And they spent a great deal
And if the imams were gathered in one place,
By it you would be their imam
who opposes your command to God is disobedient,
And whoever denies your right will meet with sins
He is not a Muslim who does not submit
your guardian, And if he prays and fasts
You have become famous on the sides of every gap
white doe and the predicate
and you came forward, And in the act of hate
On the floods they break in
Amen God! you gave us peace,
I am full of peace and always
I see the mutawali has risen
its merits, And you have completed the entirety
Palaces like the stars, shining,
almost light up the dark sari
dander like hail in it
genie buttercup spread and tulip
If the spring flashes, clothe him
Ghawadi Al Muzn, And the marble wind
Oddities of the arts of the plant in it
Single and twin cast
dawn laughs at her, curiously
On it the rain is in harmony
even if it did not begin with clouds
its brilliance, you would have had clouds
I’m sorry for you if you don’t – Poet Al-Buhtari
