That Ahmed Al-Ajmee Wrote When His Beloved Mother (( Mariam )) Died .. He Made It InTo A Little Nashaaed And He Preformed It .. It’s Very Beautiful .. The Translation : I Heard The NEWS In The Middle Of The Week My Thoughts Stopped And Lost Hearing This Like If My Heart Is Burning Between My Ribs Because Of The Sadness And Anguish Fire My Mother Had Died And These Candles Are Blown Out Then My Sadness Began And Spread In My Days I Don’t Bare Food Or Sleep Or Comfort Living In Worry And …