The melodies and extracts from the terrifying of a lyric lyric group by the Lebanese writer and poet Elias Abu Shabaka, in which the spring trees grow a green melody, in which the peasant picks the fruits of his field, and deposits enough of it to the winter, whose poems rained a warm melody with the fragrant village despite rain and cold, and for the feet a melody in which the spices ripen. , Tighten the peasant, and rise from his concern. In a scene in which the sun''s rays penetrate the branches, and its light is broadcast in the hooks of birds, the melody lies, and the chant of giving lasts in the melodies of the poet. One of his poems, which was mentioned in the Book of melodies and extracts from Ghaza, the poem of the prayer of the absent: is the one who has been returned from the beautiful field. In his hands, the son of the harvest and the long brush. And on his shoulders are a bearer of joy. He is tired and in his eyes the effects of God. I prostrate to God, my soul. Repeat God and give up the anniversary of torment. Before crawling in the valleys, the lipstick. And restore anniversary of distortions. Your past was not like the present. Repent to God, my soul, and he has fulfilled the absent.

The melodies and extracts from the terrifying of a lyric lyric group by the Lebanese writer and poet Elias Abu Shabaka, in which the spring trees grow a green melody, in which the peasant picks the fruits of his field, and deposits enough of it to the winter, whose poems rained a warm melody with the fragrant village despite rain and cold, and for the feet a melody in which the spices ripen. , Tighten the peasant, and rise from his concern. In a scene in which the sun''s rays penetrate the branches, and its light is broadcast in the hooks of birds, the melody lies, and the chant of giving lasts in the melodies of the poet. One of his poems, which was mentioned in the Book of melodies and extracts from Ghaza, the poem of the prayer of the absent: is the one who has been returned from the beautiful field. In his hands, the son of the harvest and the long brush. And on his shoulders are a bearer of joy. He is tired and in his eyes the effects of God. I prostrate to God, my soul. Repeat God and give up the anniversary of torment. Before crawling in the valleys, the lipstick. And restore anniversary of distortions. Your past was not like the present. Repent to God, my soul, and he has fulfilled the absent.

The melodies and extracts from the terrifying of a lyric lyric group by the Lebanese writer and poet Elias Abu Shabaka, in which the spring trees grow a green melody, in which the peasant picks the fruits of his field, and deposits enough of it to the winter, whose poems rained a warm melody with the fragrant village despite rain and cold, and for the feet a melody in which the spices ripen. , Tighten the peasant, and rise from his concern. In a scene in which the sun''s rays penetrate the branches, and its light is broadcast in the hooks of birds, the melody lies, and the chant of giving lasts in the melodies of the poet. One of his poems, which was mentioned in the Book of melodies and extracts from Ghaza, the poem of the prayer of the absent: is the one who has been returned from the beautiful field. In his hands, the son of the harvest and the long brush. And on his shoulders are a bearer of joy. He is tired and in his eyes the effects of God. I prostrate to God, my soul. Repeat God and give up the anniversary of torment. Before crawling in the valleys, the lipstick. And restore anniversary of distortions. Your past was not like the present. Repent to God, my soul, and he has fulfilled the absent.