wewe look at me and call me oppressed,
simply because of the was I'm dressed
wewe 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 moyo I carry His word.
"O wewe women, wrap, upangaji pamoja close your cloak,
So wewe won't be bothered kwa 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 aliyopewa to me years ago,
with the right to prosper and to grow.
I can climb mountains au kuvuka, msalaba the seas,
expand my mind in all degrees.
For God Himself gave us liberty,
when He sent Islam to wewe and me!