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Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Bilal Ibn Rabah 4





They married, they married
Their love became fact
They celebrated, celebrated
The stars were in happy
The world got fine
Their master prepared
Everything to the celebrate
In spite of being stingy
He brought a lot of meat
Of sheep and cows
All the slaves came
They danced and sang
They said, "Oh! Brilliant
Aquamarine comes from the deepest
Making everything fill of feelings
Of happy that cavers and distributes
The funny over all faces
You have white heart
White heart
Carrying into good stature
Making hearts tend
To get a funny music
Expressing good melody
The harmony tells
The harmony covers
Love is up
Love is forever"
They entered their home
They thanked their master
They thanked their Gods
 They filled home with happy
They slept with satisfy






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