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Goreiman, the man's home, is not to be courted, for it has goodness. Today, where is the friend? You have not truly come. And the hearts are purified by you. You were a hero in Sudan. No one can complete your limit. You went and complained to Omar, and you did not know my opinion and you completed it. America disappeared without news. Weapons are falling like rain. In interests, its wounds. You understand them without getting tired. When you blocked it before it was completed. The people are waiting for your Lord to bear it. And we are amber and light to break fast. May the nation and Omar water you. Save Sudan from evil. O Al-Zubair, you provided it in the solution. In the face of fate. I am not the people's misfortune. How did your soul escape into the sea? O man of the state, O man of the state. O wing of the state, more. Stop, O thief of the many.