Naming names is absurd for the face and hands,
Under the head it disturbs, the very hands.
We exceptionally distribute wealth,
Understand us, as we understand you.
Names of nobles are called twists,
Their lives shortened by the blackout,
Having heaven and paradise as well.
We construct a new age of luscious worth,
Financing the heart for its pleasure.
Names are for laughter, real genius,
The genius spent its intelligence.
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