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My heart from you is full – the poet Al-Buhtari
And my heart is full of you,
I am pleased with you an advertisement
And you are the good one
behind the goodness is goodness
symptomatic deer,
estrangement and estrangement
And without success from Muaw
This is a lukewarm
he gave me his…
The departure of a person from his homeland has left you – Al-Buhturi poet
The departure of a person from his homeland has left you,
And the journey of the longing for residence
and what you are far away from, but hidden
From time immemorial, the abode of his garden
Forget if I am half a lifetime of nations
point…
A spectrum of highness that keeps coming to me – the poet Al-Buhtari
A spectrum of sublimeness comes to me,
crave me, at a distance, and they hurt me
God's salutations guide, and peace be upon
your visceral imagination, greet me
if you come close, your desertion drives me away;
and if you go away, A chapter…
My excuse for what I did not tell him – the poet Al-Buhtari
Excuse me from a slanderer that I did not parent him
on her, And I didn't think he said them
and as long as you comforted him, and broadcast it
synonymous with protracted tears in his neglect
air scattered in ribs, if you bend down
on him,…
I collected matters of religion after removing – the poet Al-Buhtari
The matters of the debt were collected after the removal,
by the one who is standing, the successor, the trustee
Good luck, facilitator,
and lovable, in the righteous, Expectancy
king, If he fulfilled his will,
He was not deterred by the…
I hope God has made good – Poet al-Buhturi
I hope God will do well
Ibn al-Bakhsha al-Lakaa' is blameworthy.
If the Tai advised me, I did not see the
pomegranate in person, And no tattoos stuck to me
I was harassed by someone I walked
his parents, Blame ran in his veins
And now he…
Ayma Khalla Wasl Old – Poet Al-Buhtari
Whatever ancient and old kinship,
sauerkraut killed him
spurs of gray hairs and they were
slumber to the resident youth
And if the young man, say what
you want in the absence, slow to come
a place overshadowed by the clouds,
And Maram…
A quarter of it was watered by clouds and rain – Poet al-Buhturi
A quarter of it was watered by the clouds and its precipitation,
And if he did not inform the one who questioned him earlier,
And we still sang it with the bend of the bend,
tamed his limbs, and jarolh
How did the slanderer leave me there,…