Al-Buhturi

• غير مصنف

  The spectrum of pain came alive when he saw it – the poet Al-Buhtari

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  I breathed her closeness to us as nods – the poet Al-Buhtari

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  How cute is your pacting imagination – the poet Al-Buhtari

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  Gray hair or hastening its reply – Al-Buhtari poet

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  Let the thing not ask for it from its face – poet Al-Buhtari

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  Svaha went too far with her blame and arguments – Al-Buhtari poet

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  Hand me a violet from his palm – Al-Buhtari poet

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  He knew from both sides of it – the poet Al-Buhtari