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It has increased in my stomach and set me on fire – Al-Buhtari poet
It has increased my stomach and has kindled mine Habib's resting place, Yom Ban, and Dabil and the survival of al-Khathami...
Standing in the songs of the house, asking for it – the poet Al-Buhtari
Stand in the songs of the house, asking for its length, About the lost people were their solutions When did Su'a...
I blame the lover more and less – the poet Al-Buhtari
You blame the lover more, so less, And you commanded beautiful patience, be more beautiful It was not enough for him...
It is not your business with my virginity and my origin – the poet Al-Buhtari
Unlike you, my firstborn and original, And straighten your way in peace is my way Your eyelids would have been worthy...
The best of your days in love and its acceptance – Al-Buhtari poet
Have the best of your days in love and its acceptance, the day you will come to an immigrant As I...
Your standing in their ruins and asking her – the poet Al-Buhtari
Standing in their gaze and asking her questions, The sunset of tears shows you how they overwhelm them I do not...
If he was blaming Hagar in Wasel – Al-Buhtari poet
If an emigrant was considered in Wasil, or take advantage of the insane I was embarrassed by the paralysis of my...
In the presence of parting when you meet – Poet Al-Buhtari
In the presence of parting when I meet you combustion beyond all combustion And that is what you came to say From...
Wahb dug in a fart – the poet Al-Buhtari
You dug yourself in a fart So her hadiths became common And what have you heard before? They were taken care of...
To any secret in passion I did not violate – the poet Al-Buhtari
To any secret of passion that I did not break, And what kind of love did I not come across? I...