Girl of homeland

I am girl of homeland and my homeland is Afghanistan 

Like a wave in the sea, dust in the desert

My birthday was not so happy 

Not like the neighbor's kid had a night party

But God did not create us in the world

Or created because of sorrow and pain 

If they find out my price, they will sell it for half a loaf of bread. If I say why?

They say be quiet, which is a disgrace, oh 

As soon as I woke up and realized, and my hands 

Leave it and open the door

Raising children and curing any pain became my job 

Every suffering and sorrow is in my name

They think that if you are an Afghan girl 

I seek refuge in God as if God had taken your right

If you have a problem and request

You have to solve the problem yourself 

But I say thousands of admirations 

To our teenage and young generation seedlings 

No more hardships in front of the shoulders

We do not listen to this or that 

We stand firm for injustices 

That we do not bow our heads in the face of any calamity 

It is time to wake up 

Girl of homeland has proven to be like a fist.