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As a flood of wrath and hatred We must go to war Breaking the chains of slavery Kindle your shining struggle Do not delay Call on the land of blood In this era Arise Oh women as a flood Against the enemies The flag of our freedom With democracy as its emblem Is shining like a burning sun In this burnt land Let us, Oh sister and mother Arise To heal the injured heart of the motherland And uproot the enemy. Hurry, You must know who the enemy is. If there is conscience and honor It is unworthy to live in silence. Nobody comes to help us Unless we all arise. The sapling of Women’s struggle Will surely be watered. In the name of Afghan dignity Arise Oh women As a rock of faith As Meena. |
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