As for the zakaah of money, I don’t have the bank’s balance is money
But my balance with these stops is the same…We leave you with these wonderful noodles.
Some situations reveal the likeness of men. Oh make me a ransom my brother don't get over the weight My friend, the chastity of the truth, he wants a struggle. What is the poor man who holds the concern that doesn't take it If you want to be with them with people with money They swear to you the fat and the lean for wasting. and beware your sail squeals does not reverse the wind blowing from the north This is true in the time of falsehood and reality is an example Don't tell me where the eggs of intent and qualities have disappeared. Get used to satan and understand my point of destination that son of halal Gina on this life and we are gone to disappear And I am god who believes in my Lord Dhul Jalal I pray that Faradi Kamal/Al-Shara is a plague and a moderation As for the zakaah of money… I don't have the bank's balance of money If every human being misses every moment of emotion, The break was between an uncle and an uncle Oh God we have been together with the good people. And forgive us one day the money or children will benefit I didn't miss the way of poetry.
Who smell rich and those who smell the wick It's on the count of nari, which is the number of the referred count. But your chastity today mayab the stones His dear self prevents him from scrooge's paws. Al-Mabadi vinegar at the tip/rise to the long shade If you're going to do it, if you're going to get them, they're going to be inclined. Maybe after you are dear you will be in a humiliating moment And the one who is lying to me comes to me and give him the proof I'm asking like you and looking for a beautiful past. Frying after the long time is how to drink salspil!! And our mistakes we ask God forgive her in the morning and in the morning And his book the house is about who is lame to his Lord at night And accept to God with the intention of the type of heavy guilt But my balance with these stops is like the same If tolerance is scarce in the hearts of human beings and becomes few!! After they were not the example of good and noble creation And we shopped for good. Except the one whose heart was delivered from every man and every mile. And that I came and i have a bag of Hebron seas in my hand
Rashid bin Khalfan al-Saadi
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