May’s Almonds

“Your head rough my favor Alzovra, O Walid Albrarak like stones valleys … what ya favor, O another strain between Hilal, O two billion wheat, began to disintegrate forced, and fall from your eyes all the beautiful things that reproached her in the heart of the martyrs and the eon of grief, what left you from Abu Zaid Hilali, it is the legacy of the sword that does not know scabbard, and Althoeb, hunger, and Alphentazah empty (???), and the honesty that any value alienation between the moon no longer has cast a shadow on the imagination and Wasini lame, and reads “Nawar almonds” attend in his mind, Prince Hassan bin Sarhan, and Diab Zoghbi, Abu Zaid Hilali, and Gazah (…) and that the reader will take note of this since we found this Land and to this day the sword and the only language to solve complex problems.
 Says Wasini lame as order not to appear to the saddest of Abu Zaid Hilali, or Prince Hassan bin Sarhan (from Altgraybh) says that the events of the novel is of the fabric of the imagination in a way, and if you mentioned any similarity or match between them and the life of any person or any clan or any tribe or any State, on the face of the planet, it is no coincidence that never