Understand the mountains' call, Women who dwell there all, Tell my wandering heart at last That a hand will guide my path. Our road lies up ahead, Summoning love instead. In silence profound and vast, My resolve hides within the past. Tamazight is generosity’s grace, A hand in life’s embrace. Like stars that light the sky, Amazigh, forever loyal, high. The word stays by my side, Your name is light to guide. I follow paths that lead, Where my heart fulfills its need. Hands entwined in care, Love from hearts laid bare. Hope and love remain, A song of meeting’s refrain.