| What goes through your mind?
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| As you sit there looking at me
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| Well I can tell from your looks
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| That you think I’m so oppressed
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| But I don’t need for you to liberate me
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| My head is not bare
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| And you can’t see my covered hair
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| So you sit there and you stare
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| And you judge me with your glare
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| You’re sure I’m in despair
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| But are you not aware
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| Under this scarf that I wear
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| I have feelings, and I do care
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| So don’t you see?
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| That I’m truly free
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| This piece of scarf on me
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| I wear so proudly
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| To preserve my dignity…
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| My modesty
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| My integrity
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| So don’t judge me
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| Open your eyes and see…
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| «Why can’t you just accept me?» |
| she says
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| «Why can’t I just be me?» |
| she says
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| Time and time again
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| You speak of democracy
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| Yet you rob me of my liberty
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| All I want is equality
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| Why can’t you just let me be free?
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| For you I sing this song
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| My sister, may you always be strong
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| From you I’ve learnt so much
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| How you suffer so much
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| Yet you forgive those who laugh at you
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| You walk with no fear
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| Through the insults you hear
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| Your wish so sincere
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| That they’d understand you
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| But before you walk away
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| This time you turn and say:
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| But don’t you see?
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| That I’m truly free
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| This piece of scarf on me
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| I wear so proudly
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| To preserve my dignity
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| My modesty
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| My integrity
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| So let me be
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| She says with a smile
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| I’m the one who’s free |