He asked me, "I dont have my hand."
I will take myself away from you until
The sinister hand of the one who
He was as handsless as Gods hands.
I shook hands and said,
Fill yourself with us and my greetings.
Reach out to him, kiss his two hands
The hand that was separated from them
A spear has reached from every side
Hand in the Body of Abbas
I am thirsty to see you
Abbas, come on, it is unlikely from you
Your capable self has nothing
