Girl of homeland
By Anonymous
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.