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Friday, January 22, 2010

English Translation of the song "Ibn-E-Batuta"


This is what happens when a test keeps getting postponed and one finally loses interest in even trying to study the subject. One becomes jobless, loses interest in anything that might be fruitful, and ends up doing weird, not-so-necessary stuff as this. With a little help from Google Translate (However, I must say maximum credit, if any, should be given to me), I have put the not-making-much-sense current obsession of mine into English, hoping perhaps there will be more clarity now. I have also made certain modifications, which I'm sure will not be too hard to ignore (Where lies the point anyway?). However, I must warn that whoever decides to go further than this, must essentially be a jobless person. That would atleast save me the criticism, if not fetch some appreciation. Hope you enjoy (not!) it. Here goes..

Ibn-e-batuta ta ta ta ..

Ibn-e-batuta ta ta, in the armpit shoe hah, hah, hah
Ibn-e-batuta ta ta, in the armpit shoe hah, hah, hah
When u wear it, it goes churrrrr!!!

Flying flying it comes, nibbling at the grains,
Flying flying it comes, nibbling at the grains,
Fly away you bird, phurrrrr!!!

Ibn-e-batuta ta ta, in the armpit shoe hah, hah, hah
When u wear it, it goes churrrrr!!!
Flying flying it comes, nibbling at the grains,
Fly away you bird, phurrrrr!!!

Ibn-e-batuta, Ibn-e-batuta

In the next turn, Death is standing
Arrey even for dying, what's the hurry?


In the next turn, Death is standing
Arrey even for dying, what's the hurry?
Blowing horn, comes in public
Hooo than accident, it is much better
Go fly away fly away phurrrr phurrr phurrr!!!!

Ibn-e-batuta ta ta, in the armpit shoe hah, hah, hah
When u wear it, it goes churrrrr!!!
Flying flying it comes, nibbling at the grains,
Fly away you bird, phurrrrr!!!

(Ibn-eeeeee ... batoootaaa, Ibn-eeeeeee ... batootaaa...)

From both sides, rings this
Has come Life, is this a drum? (???)

From both sides, rings this
Has come Life, is this a drum?
Ringing horn, come to garden
Arrey little u have come, it is ghajro datt (Nowhere could I find what that meant!!!)
Arrey go go go fly away fly away
Phurrr phurrr phurrr!!!!

Ibn-e-batuta ta ta, in the armpit shoe hah, hah, hah
When u wear it, it goes churrrrr!!!
Flying flying it comes, nibbling at the grains,
Fly away you bird, phurrrrr!!!!!!



Disclaimer: The above thing, whatever you may call it, is purely the creation of an idle and stupid mind. Resemblance with any person or animal, dead or living, is purely coincidental.

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