When he remembered and his tears ended – the poet Al-Buhtari
when he remembered, and his tears fell
between regrets of longing and anxiety
slander
So the people ran to him in order
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Mixing wine with reaping his saliva – Al-Buhtari poet
mixes wine with its saliva
The bartender clapped her with his applause
as if it was from his scent
shriveled from musk
There he waters me with drapes, led
shoot a star after it flew
envy us in love, bereavement
eternity eased after being…
Between us there is a close covenant and sanctity – the poet Al-Buhtari
Between us there is a sanctity and a firm covenant
And we have rights to one another.
seize the opportunity of time
Someone who can stand her knows when he can't stand it
Spilled tears return – Poet Al-Buhtari
shed tears return,
on the ribs of burning
the beholder has seen, happy day,
Wow!
breathlessly rose above the intruder of
Joy until you get stuck in the Thracian
and tenderer bowels than the affliction,
and bled from her tender bodies,
and…
With your eyes my cries and my long breath – the poet Al-Buhtari
In your eyes my heaviness and the length of my breath,
And the failure of my eyes is from my hatred and my fear
to fall asleep, If you see a doctor
Surrey Tariq in a time that is different
He walked over to the rags, fearing, it wasn't…
I married her after she was burned – the poet Al-Buhtari
you married her, after burning it
hemorrhoids hearts, and disturb it
And she gave the people some of her covenant
their satisfaction, And who made its covenant
How did you secure her betrayals?
And you know its manners
and how unfolded, and…
I would like to fall in love and fall in love – Al-Buhtari poet
He would love the temptation, and love,
He knows the causes of passion, how it is attached
I see the creation of my love always on the rise,
If the lovers did not last creation
and a forgery came to me knocking, I figured it out
a phantom…
As if you are the sharp and glamorous sword – the poet Al-Buhtari
Like a sword: edify and adorn him,
And the rain: His close saliva and his saliva
are the honors, Unless you collect it,
or talents, Unless you separate it
Very good father! I became a vineyard
you find him, And a generation you kept…