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