With no Caste nor Creed
Well I just got off a call today After a long time I don't feel dismay I close my eyes, begin to pray And on this dusty prayer mat I prostrate With no Caste nor Creed Under the sighted moonlight In your ear hear this azaan In our religion there is no division No Caste nor Creed Well I don't know if I'm ready To be the Muslim I have to be I'll pray a kalma, I won't take no side We stand in awe, we've created life With no Caste nor Creed Under the sighted moonlight In your ear hear this azaan In our religion there is no division No Caste nor Creed If I had just one haayishaath Only one demand I hope they are not typical Pakistanis I hope they can comprehend That only non-believers create strife That in Islam there is no divide And they can live this life With no Caste nor Creed.