A beautiful heritage,
Go and proclaim my words of love to all;
For you have abeyed my voice today,
And my promise will always rest on you.
One from a city and two from a family,
Come to my pleasant land of love;
Three from a nation and four from an assembly,
Come and clothe yourself with my deepest love;
And like the horsemen and the bowmen,
For my name is Qabbani.
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