Help the neighborhood of Abu Ishaq covet that – the poet Al-Buhtari

Help the side of Abu Ishaq
undress me, O Bahl bin Bahlana
a premise you have called me, if you let it
a day, that I gave her Lakhm and Ghasana
You used to slander me from your extreme diameter
The mastermind built supporters, and aides
People would like them to be lords,
How can I anger them, oh man, two brothers?
Grant me the riches of their sustenance,
How can I do with the elf that was?
A covenant from the people who drank cups for us
primitive, And we messed with it in times
we slander him as a whole, after we grew up,
And we cut through the days when we were young
friends I did not deny their affection,
I did not leave them for anything honorable or humble.
I was not willing to sell their slave,
and you ask them, oh, Free
go to you, I have no knowledge,
no harm, as I tried, possiblity