bạn look at me and call me oppressed,
simply because of the was I'm dressed
bạn know me not for who I am inside,
and judge the clothing I wear with pride.
I'm an individual, and certainly no man's slave,
it's only Allahs' pleasure that I crave.
I have a voice so I will be heard,
for in my tim, trái tim I carry His word.
"O bạn women, bọc close your cloak,
So bạn won't be bothered bởi ignorant folk."
Man doesn't make me dress this way,
it's only law from God that I obey.
Oppressed is something I'm truely not,
for it's liberation what I've got.
It was được trao to me years ago,
with the right to prosper and to grow.
I can climb mountains hoặc vượt qua, cross the seas,
expand my mind in all degrees.
For God Himself gave us liberty,
when He sent đạo hồi to bạn and me!