I say to Anas, like the goddess, Amun – the poet Al-Buhtari
I say to a curse, like a leprechaun, amon
pretentious, in full and clear
pious walk, If you pass a few flat,
And he included you in the well-known belly of Tarun
And do not go into Arnasas, stumbled
shoveling stones and then buried
It is…