Ты look at me and call me oppressed,
simply because of the was I'm dressed
Ты 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 сердце I carry His word.
"O Ты women, заворачивать, обертывание close your cloak,
So Ты won't be bothered by 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 дана to me years ago,
with the right to prosper and to grow.
I can climb mountains или пересекать, крест the seas,
expand my mind in all degrees.
For God Himself gave us liberty,
when He sent Ислам to Ты and me!