2021.10.20.
Afghan Daughter
Versions: #1I have no desire to open my mouth, what should I sing of?
I, who am hated by life / the world, no matter whether I sing or not sing.
Why should I talk of sweetness, when I feel bitterness?
Oh, the oppressor's cruel fist, knocked my mouth.
I have no companion in the world, so I can be loving and caring toward
Whether I cry, or I smile, or I die, or or to just be alive.
I'm not that weaken willow tree, to start shivering with the breezing wind
I am an Afghan daughter