Lyrics On the road whose ends are beginnings of an outbreak The imagination begins to live its atmosphere and the old renews itself Let me take my time and rest from the tightness of the throat I need a journey that restores the lost comfort Thinking takes me to the farthest stage and farthest scope And I live in a غربة (estrangement) from reality and a strenuous journey From it, distress and unbearable worry pass through my mind And I lean towards solitude and see that the circumstances are complicated Nothing is more difficult than the feeling of separation, except the feeling of longing A worry that overtakes the one who is separated and a burning fire Whoever thinks a lot about the world and moments of separation May sadness appear in his eyes and his sleep be disturbed I struggled in life with honor and tasted something that is not tasted The harsh circumstances of life have not passed by cold and chilling Between me and honor and the customs of Arabs, there is an agreement My asset, which I have not owned in bank balances My sustenance and success are from God, the creator of the seven layers I live my moments and do not think about tomorrow and the day after How many a sound person whose appearance is healthy and whose thinking is disabled Walks on the ground with his feet and his mind in his hand When a door of evil opens, it becomes like a race And when you seek him for good, it's like you're chasing him away Goodness and kindness are not rewarded with rejection and division At least, if someone does you a favor, do not deny it Welcome to the friend who, when the earth tightens on me, tightens He makes me happy when I see him, the happiest person, may God make him happy His chest is free from envy, hatred, and hypocrisy When I see him, I lose the distress of the heart, may I never lose him Praise is like oud, it is not given or offered Except to a noble person whose news is confirmed by actions When the one with a weak side turns away, and the one with thin wrists turns away Ali Al-Thumali does not back down until he reaches his goal A name among men of honor is not quickly burned While some names are threatened with extinction He is too noble for slips, mistakes, and trivial talk May his head not be disgraced, which generations have tired before and after him He strives for good deeds, kindness, and true justice Whoever ties himself to the full belt, rejoice in his happiness O Ali bin Aidha, your deeds bring relief to distressed hearts A young man from Al-Masoud, he stands firm whenever his promise comes You are the supervisor in the country and the diplomat in Iraq And you appear on a day when blood dries up in the veins Your brother Yousef has not been deterred by weakness and collapse He is your support in times of hardship, and you are his support The pride of Thamal when horses clash in war His enemies will be long gone, and he will be a torment to the liver Heads of men who have a pact in the ladder of nobility History and reality tell of them before you ask In times of ease, a rain that pours water and its abundance is true And in times of meeting, they confront their enemies and trample them Welcome to the friend who, when the earth tightens on me, tightens He makes me happy when I see him, the happiest person, may God make him happy His chest is free from envy, hatred, and hypocrisy When I see him, I lose the distress of the heart, may I never lose him Praise is like oud, it is not given or offered Except to a noble person whose news is confirmed by actions Welcome to the friend who, when the earth tightens on me, tightens He makes me happy when I see him, the happiest person, may God make him happy His chest is free from envy, hatred, and hypocrisy When I see him, I lose the distress of the heart, may I never lose him Praise is like oud, it is not given or offered Except to a noble person whose news is confirmed by actions Welcome to the friend who, when the earth tightens on