We come from many places
From the poor street down the road
To the houses of the rich
We could be a Chinese or an American
We sometimes have many differences from each other
And we could also look completely different
Sometimes we quarrel amongst one another
So we have many things that keep us separated
Things that keep us away from each other
Like some force to keep us apart
Because of that our chain is destroyed
We are disconnected
Our power is weak and we are divided
But when the call for Azan comes
We would stand forgetting about everything else
We would stand together
We would stand united
We would show the chain of Islam