آية العفة - علي بوحمد | Verse of Chastity - Ali Bouhamad

You've grown,

you've grown Your

veil,

my daughter, is made of gold And

my tongue, my part,

describes the veil on your head, come and wrap it And my tongue, my

part, describes the veil

on your head, come and wrap it You've

grown, my daughter, and I, the heart that is in me, is more

precious than air and everything about me You've

grown

And with me I brought a

gift, a

decorated veil with the love

of the pure one, and

your veil, oh your value, Fatima, with the joy of your sight,

and your veil is according to your value, Fatima, with the joy of

your sight, your chastity is a treasure, therefore your duty is to hide this

veil that is on your head, O

chastity,

your chastity is a treasure, therefore your duty is

in this veil that is on your head,

O

chastity,

and a description of

the veil

that is

your veil Oh our pearl, protected from us,

from the treasures of gold and silver, your

status is diminished by your veil, oh beloved of my heart, by the satisfaction of the flower,

and

the flower that

has obtained from it is like you and your status is chaste, and from it is like you and your status is chaste, and it is

happy before you

Every wound that remains is my guide. Seeing you heals this

veil on your head. Oh, chastity

is my guide.

Seeing you

heals this veil on your head.

Oh,

chastity, my guide. Seeing you heals this veil on your head. Oh, chastity, my guide. Describe the veil on your head.

Oh, my mother, you are a joy in my heart. There is nothing

like you.

Your sight has transcended the whole world. Oh, my

mother, your upbringing has its place in my heart.

Oh cloud, my eyes

have opened,

my daughter remains, and peace has gone, and my chastity has left,

my daughter remains, and I will meet comfort, and my

chastity has left, others are drowning in the

seas, and on the shore is

this veil on your head, oh

chastity, others are drowning in

the seas, I am on the shore of the veil

on your head,

oh chastity,

oh Jaz Wasif, oh veil on

How are you?

Chastity,

you've grown up, you've grown up.

Your veil, my daughter.