The bride for the groom and the one who is about to marry.

The bride of Babah enters.

The bride of Misra sits in sorrow.

The bride of Hatour enters with scattered gold.

And he said, "This is a great shame."

The naked one is alone and the swimmer is in the water.

And he says, "Where is the path of the caravan?"

They invited a bull to a wedding, he said, "I will follow."

Oh, the mill!

Invitation or marriage, fire.

Ten days, they tell him news.

Ten nights, they are seventy.

Friendship looks at friendship.

Juice of love in a bottle of silk.

My neighbor is on the lid of a jar.

A bird in your hand is better than a crane in someone else's hand.

The thirsty one drinks from the well in this heat.

The thirsty one breaks the basin.

When the doctor is sick.

On the roots, the tree grows.

At the door of the deaf, knock as much as you want.

Until the rope breaks, the thief will act.

For the sake of my luck, the night is short.

And the songs come.

For the sake of your high palace, I am here.

And for the sake of your lamb meal.

For the sake of the one who is about to die.

Sick and acting as a healer.

His life, by oath, has not entered.

The life of a liar is short.

She was drying her hair, and they said to her, "Your eyes are black and curly."

Work with oil or sit in poverty.