And the idea, and how, and the rest of them, except for what was beyond in representation, like a guide To the other, if their lands became narrow for us, and they brought us down to the presence, lest we be alone. And the contract, if they were to be born, their path, its origin, no doubt, a dispersal. This cross, its leadership conspired, and it encroached upon the unity of every monotheist. And their necks bent, not seeing the fire of discord, its instigator, unquenched. And they increased their things and their gathering, and they took from every corrupt hand. And their regions received a vow, so the frogs devoured every obedient transgressor. Stealing the land and its people, with a great army like it has never been seen. Weakened by the evil of the tyrant, and God is watching the tyrants. So some of the fortresses were liberated, oh what a sorrow that spread through the hearts of the envious. But it surpassed our patience, the enemy's deception, in its affliction, from a victory and unity. Ambitions clung to it afterwards, to the most exalted of lands, above the peak of the sky. The poverty of the island, its mother and its father, why not, and from it, the sedition, no doubt, began. It is a disgrace to the Muslims and their refuge, and a birthplace for those who worship. In it, the doors of jihad opened, and the crown of guidance was not found in it. Were it not for it, the arriving path would not have been found, no, and the desire of the delegations would not have been facilitated. A message to brothers of truth and covenants, across the seas, a call to the most severe.