Who is Ibn, who is Batuta?
Who is Ibn?
Who is Ibn, who is Batuta?
Who is Ibn?
A scarecrow, it seems, to the eye,
Who is Ibn?
Oh, a scarecrow, it seems, to the eye,
Who is Ibn?
Oh, who is Ibn, who is Batuta?
Who is Ibn?
When God turned away from us,
When God turned away from us,
The mountain of sorrow crumbled,
Then from where, from where,
Came Ibn Batuta, Batuta, Ibn Batuta?
Ibn Batuta, Batuta, Ibn Batuta?
Where did the sun rise, in the dungeon of kohl?
Truth's reign, the false one flounders.
Oh, where did the sun rise, in the dungeon of kohl?
Truth's reign, the false one flounders.
Oh, Lord above, oh, Lord above,
Your game is unique,
You cast sorrow into the lap, yet cast peace as well.
When from every heart it broke, when all courage fled,
Then from where, from where,
Came Ibn Batuta, Batuta, Ibn Batuta?
Ibn Batuta, Batuta, Ibn Batuta?
Ibn Batuta, Batuta, Ibn Batuta?
Ibn Batuta, Batuta, Ibn Batuta?
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