Ho, daughter of the harsh land
Wake up and walk
Beyond unaccustomed borders
Beyond this heart’s speech
To sun-filled fields

Ho, daughter of the horrible land!
When you are born female
Your voice is locked in silence
The chains of bondage are bolted
Calling your name is both sin and crime
Here you are called by your son’s name
Commanded not to raise your voice
Even when desperate or ill

Give life to your green future
Pierce the hard hearts with your voice
Blaze like sunshine with your footsteps
Plant tender seeds with your smile
Your strong stature proves there is love
And justice among the violence

Yes, wake up and walk
Daughter of this sun-drenched land
Arise like a light morning breeze!
Wake up and call your name

By Nasima