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He got to know the companions, scholars, and notables
A new challenge from me
I am one of the honorable companions
I was the master of the Dos tribe in pre-Islamic times
He is honorable and one of the distinguished Arab nobles
And one of the few people with mirrors
Do not send me a pot of fire
No door is closed for me in front of Tariq
Feed the hungry and secure the fearful
And Ojir Al-Mustajir
However, I am a wise man
And a sensitive poet
This statement will be sweet and bitter
Where the word does magic in me
I converted to Islam in the past in Mecca
I asked the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
Migrating to our lands and supporting him
So I said to him, O Messenger of God
Do you have a strong fortress and prevent it?
The Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, refused
For the one whom God has stored up for the Ansar of goodness
When God wanted good for me
I came to Mecca and met men from Quraish
They told me that you are a poet
We feared that Muhammad would meet you
He will confuse you with some of his words
His speech is like magic, so beware
By God, they are still warning me about him
And they stop me hearing from him
Until I went to my ears and stuffed them with cotton
Then I went to the mosque
Even the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
Standing and praying
So I stood close to him
God refused to let me hear some of what he said
So I said to myself
By God, this is a failure
If someone is proven
The good and bad things are not hidden from me
By God, I will hear from him
His command of maturity was taken from him
Otherwise, avoid it
So I removed the cotton
I have never heard anything better than his words
When the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, left
I followed him and entered his house with him
So I said, O Muhammad
Your people have come to me
They told me such and such
So I said, O Messenger of God
Unless I hear what you say
It occurred to me that it was true
So show me your religion
So he offered me Islam
So I converted to Islam and then said, O Messenger of God
I'm back to Dos
I am obedient to them
I will invite them to Islam
He makes me a sign
He, may God bless him and grant him peace, said
Oh God, make a sign for him that will help him
So I went out until I was supervised
On the fold of my people
When the bend rose, God placed it
Between Noura's eyes is like a shooting star
People see him in the dark of the night
So I said, Oh God, change my face
I am afraid they will think she is like him
Because I left their gods
So the light turned
So it became in the head of my whip
So I was walking to them on my camel
And the light is on the head of my whip, as if
Hanging lamp
My father came to me and I told him
Stay away from me and I am not from you
He said what about you?
I said that I converted to Islam
I followed the religion of Muhammad, may God bless him and grant him peace
He said, “My son.”
My religion is your religion
And so I did with my mother and my wife
So they converted to Islam
Then I invited Dusa to Islam
She refused and came to me
May God bless him and grant him peace
So I said, O Messenger of God
Dawson was overcome by adultery and usury
So pray against them
He, may God bless him and grant him peace, said
Oh God, guide Dosa
Then I went back to them
So I stayed among them inviting them to Islam
Until many of them responded
Then I introduced the city
Ninety people from Dos
Among them is Abu Hurairah, may God be pleased with him
So I was with the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
Until his death
After the conquest of Mecca
The Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, sent
Some of his companions broke idols
Which was on the island
O Messenger of God
Send me to that place
The idol that Dos worships
Until I burn it
He said yes
So he went out to him and was burned
So I went out and came to him
So I set fire to it while I was saying
Oh that one, I am not one of your servants
I filled your heart with fire
Then I burned it
All the rest of my people converted to Islam
After the death of the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
I went out to fight the apostates
And with me is my son Omar
When we were on the road
I saw a vision
I saw as if my head was shaved
As if a woman inserted me into her vagina
It's as if my son is asking for me
Eagerly, something came between me and him
So I told my people about it
They said good
I said, “As for me, I interpreted it.”
As for shaving my head
So they cut him and the bird
My soul and the woman
I am buried in it
I saw that I was being killed as a martyr
As for my son’s request to me
I don't think it will be late
In realizing the testimony
I do not see him joining me on this journey
So that was what I saw
Where the dove was killed one day
My son was injured
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