I gave two friends what to do with my restless heart, I blackened all my days at night, I counted all my hair by hair, I counted my sadness, the
parting of his friends and the companions who drove us away from the lovers, I did not know that at the end of the conversation , the loyalty of the righteous
is the burden of parting with my friends, I will take me and I will not go to throw the camel under my friends carry . Poem
