grandme tells me

Grandma tells me!
Have you ever seen me
Wearing M'laya, Hayek oh, Hé Hé
No, I am more than free
I am flying in century that you never see
I am always as busy as bee
Sewing clothes for he and she
Now, can you hear me?
Saying few words would you agree?
Would you want to be happy?
Wearing Kachabia and burnous maybe
No, I am too and too sorry
You are in modern city
Of new jeans, skirts, tell me
Is it comfortable as it was be?
Because, now sure, there, you want to be
But, believe don't be worry
According to god's mercy