They say, oh poor girl, you’re so beautiful you know
It’s a shame that you cover up your beauty so.
She just smiles and graciously responds reassuringly,
This beauty that I have is just one simple part of me
These long clothes, this shawl I wear, ensure my modesty
Faith is more essential than fashion, wouldn’t you agree?
This hijab,
It an act of faith, a symbol,
For all the world to see.
A simple cloth, to protect her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity.
They tell her, girl don’t you know
This is the west and you are free?
You don’t need to be oppressed,
Ashamed of your femininity,
She just shakes her head and
She speaks so assuredly,
See the bill-boards and the magazines
With their phony painted faces and their
Air-brushed smiles?
Well their sheer clothes and low cut gowns
They are really not for me,
You call it freedom, I call it anarchy.
This hijab,
This mark of piety,
Is an act of faith, a symbol,
For all the world to see,
A simple cloth, to protect her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity.
Lift the veil from your heart of purity.
its not easy to 'istiqamah'in all our action..but try first compare not do anything...right????
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