A fantasy in a dream – the poet Al-Buhtari
a ghost haunting me in a dream,
to the fortunate, the temptation of the figure
to high, it's a madness for myself,
And slandered my heart
If you go you see the circumstance purely,
And the fire of goodness is shining brightly
you think the…
خيال يعتريني في المنام – الشاعر البحتري
خَيَالٌ يَعْتَرِيني في المَنَامِ،
لسَكْرَى اللّحْظِ، فاتِنَةِ القَوَامِ
لعَلْوَةَ، إنّها شَجَنٌ لنَفْسِي،
وَبَلْبَالٌ لقَلْبي المُسْتَهَامِ
إذا سَفَرَتْ رَأيتُ الظَّرْفَ بحتاً،
وَنَارَ الحُسنِ ساطِعَةَ الضِّرَامِ
تَظُنُّ البرْقَ…
What is the most merciful to me who does not have mercy on me – Al-Buhturi poet
Why does he who has mercy on me not have mercy on me?
oppresses him who does not oppress him
misses my arrow, its arrows pour out
but what makes my heart sick is my sickness
I hand it over to the saffron I'm Muslim
better than bear the…
ما لي لا يرحمني من أرحمه – الشاعر البحتري
مَا ليَ لا يَرْحَمُنِي مَنْ أَرحَمُهْ
يَظْلِمُ بالهِجْرانِ مَنْ لا يَظْلِمُهْ
يُخْطِىءُ سَهْمِي ، وتُصِبيبُ أَسْهُمُهْ
وَإِنَّما أَسْقَمَ قَلْبِي مُسْقِمُهْ
أَسْلَمَهُ لِلزَّعْفَرَانِ مُسْلِمُهْ
أَحْسَنُ مَنْ تَحْمِلُ نَعْلاً…
It’s time to get rid of the equipment for success – Al-Buhtari poet
it's time to dissociate the tools from success
, and to cut off honor
Leave the rain for an adult, for it is a field
Peaceful souls are tamed
What is perfect in words except for
really common, And for things to be perfect
حان أن تنصل العدات عن النجح – الشاعر البحتري
حَانَ أَن تَنْصُلَ العِدَاتُ عن النُّجْحِ
، وأَن يَقطَعَ الحَيَا الإِكْرَامُ
فَدَعِ المَطْلَ راشِداً فهو مَيْدَانٌ
تَرُوضُ فيهِ النُّفُوسُ اللِّئامُ
ما تَمَامُ الإِنْعَام قَوْلاً سِوَى الإِنـ
ـعامِ فِعْلاً ، ولِلأُمُورِ تَمَامُ
By God, I swear, if I had tongues – the poet Al-Buhtari
By God, I swear, if I owned tongues
Send your thanks from my horn to my feet
when I fulfilled the good that I was given
And I did not get up with the blessings that you bore
Aba Ali, you have surrounded me from us.
The collar of the pigeon…
بالله أقسم لو ملكت ألسنة – الشاعر البحتري
باللهِ أُقسِمُ لو مُلِّكْتُ أَلْسِنَةً
تَبُثُّ شُكْرَكَ من قَرْني إِلى قَدَمِي
لَمَا وَفَيْتُ لِمَا أَوْلَيْتَ مِنْ حَسَنٍ
ولا نَهَضتُ بِمَا حَمَّلتَ مِنْ نِعَمِ
أَبَا عَلِيٍّ لَقَدْ طَوَّقَتنِي مِنَناً
طَوْقَ الحَمَامَةِ لا يَبْلَى…