The coolness of the eye is the coolness of my eye
the nights entered him, and me
If time is destined for us to meet,
He is my judge of time, indebted
something with a screen, after something,
as a close encounter, in between
bid her farewell, mouse
Gold from its pigments in Lujain
The most honest people are those who praise by saying:
The sword of the imam has two swords
The eye stops at the light of a face,
appear to us, And Andy condemns
His fathers led the horses as kings,
Before driving the horses from Dhi Ra’in