Classic Poem

I am a proud muslim woman,
I'm the scent of a flower in the household-desert.

The dark Ka'aba I've illuminated with a light,
and on Eid-day brought a plate of gifts.
I was the first to be converted,
I was the first to garland the prophet.
I have sacrificed my son, my husband,
my relations in the battles of karbala and badar
That is known to all the planets,
and to Allah.

[Ami gorobini muslim bala; Translation: Abu Rushd]