كُلُّ يَهماءَ يَقصُرُ الطَرفُ عَنها
أَرقَلَتها قِلاصُنا إِرقالا
Every trackless waste that sight falls short of spanning—
our young she-camels have crossed at a swift trot.
Sol 5.6
كُلُّ يَهماءَ يَقصُرُ الطَرفُ عَنها
أَرقَلَتها قِلاصُنا إِرقالا
Every trackless waste that sight falls short of spanning—
our young she-camels have crossed at a swift trot.
Sol 5.6