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A brother of mine from Saad bin Nabhan as long as the poet Al-Buhtari
A brother of mine from Saad bin Nabhan as long as
I've been bored, by virtue of its feasibility, happy
demeanor of the dear servant,
full of glory, but more than glory
And what is the ugliness of the known, Only tomorrow is his name
On, It…
Amusement is not far away in our days Al-Moudi – Al-Buhturi poet
God does not go away, In our days, Al-Moudi,
Nor the exaggeration of passion in the wilderness
The grandmother of black hairs returns it
White follows the passage of black and white
If there was ignorance in a dream, a reward would have…
The distance from salt – the poet Al-Buhtari
It was far from salt
The enemy of patience and perseverance
I repent to you from among
Except this and after
If you mean us a house
Reunion no longer
We will bring you back and it was more delicious – Al-Buhtari poet
we come back, and was more delicious
to us if you visit us, and do not return
You are capable of honor, not detraction
annihilate you, nor increase
And when the judge is suspicious,
that you are the tip of his horse ring
you made it through…
We will bring you back and it was more delicious – Al-Buhtari poet
we come back, and was more delicious
to us if you visit us, and do not return
You are capable of honor, not detraction
annihilate you, nor increase
And when the judge is suspicious,
that you are the tip of his horse ring
you made it through…
Ahed Al-Mashouq by connecting Al-Anas Al-Khard – the poet Al-Buhtari
Ahed Al-Mashoq, the arrival of the scrap man
The night star is almost involved in the distance
I have not seen as desertion has no mercy to its tormentor
And the receipt was not adopted with envy
to be overwhelmed with reproach, and that
A…
I echoed the Roman Issa from where I came – the poet Al-Buhtari
I echoed the Roman Jesus from whence I came
It was the same as rum or was it more
Enemy postponed opinion until I made it
A guardian is pleased with victory and praises him
And I'm still with the yolk until he threw it
To the east, the…
Part of the yield of al-Sadr, Brigadier General – the poet al-Buhtari
be cut from the chest of the brigadier general,
and calm the fugitive
What is the dread of the nights?
with it, nor the skin of the ice,
We denied the share of the two events in us,
If the truth is nullified by ingratitude
We deny that we…