crop complaint

The heat of the world is stingy with you

It brings you comfort like the sun

The day burns you with heat

It possesses the art of excitement with you

And from its fragmentation, it ignites hell

And no coffee tastes delicious

And the sun roasts long days

And no clothes have clothes

And you went out riding the atmosphere in the morning

And from the heat of the nights, what drives you crazy

And ginger does not free the prisoners

Because there is no mill of crazy heat

And mint does not overcome the heat of the night

If the night has no taste of longing

If winter is longing for sleep

The heat reveals secrets that you hide

So what cools the sudden heat

If a tooth knocks from the heat of this?

Who loves the heat complains

And his complaint, as it seems, is resonant

So the sky rained on the bodies

Its coolness in the atmosphere is soft

And the heat of a hot day subsided

And life extinguished it on earth, O best

And the heat did not revive on a rainy day

The cold fights it while it is safe

To it the plants complain of the talk of the heat

So give it good news of what it thought

And if it saves it from the captivity of the heat

And its life becomes difficult for it

And if the sky frowns, the heat fears

It says: Go away here, the rains will drive you away

And if the sky frowns, the heat flies away

It says: Go away here, you are not sad

It folds to spread the good news with good news

It dissolves the distress

Welcome to you, O valley of waters

Today people come to you with blessings

Therefore, I send you a wonderful life, O miser

With what no human or jinn expects