We market the good, but we don’t make excuses.
Nakhawi from Our Brother Matina…A poem by a poet named Ahmed al-Hamani.
The elders got us big and they got us big whiten in front of us and the squid shor We've got a quarter of us all the time and a circle. If we are to the right of the last ish look left We love the first day as a child. and if the guest has a host of We offer him dignity. And the dignity is many And if the neighbor is not digesting the rights of the neighbor We can take it and prepare a notification in it And if we have a sofa loaded with news he collects his hoal and said the flame of fire We market the good, but we don't make excuses. So we are old on the world
And if we don't have good things they can't get to us And let us be away On the law and the length we were raised He is afraid to get lost in the prestige of our meanings We grew up and the blessings grew in our names You see our guest ordering and finishing us And light our back in the palm of our hands If the sea is on the sea we have the enamel We're going to have to take it down and say Marina. There is frustration from the capacity of our people And the fire and the fire have plagued us Nakhawi from Our Brother Matina And if we are going to make our names
Ahmed Ghadir al-Hakmani
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