We follow the golden rule when it comes to governing,
A state is led by civilized sisters and brothers of good origin.
To urge a fight escapes all honesty, the crusade is close,
So do not escape the war, nor repeat after me the fight.
The greatest happiness is peoples, a population
Of the world in the biggest number of followers of
Various faiths and doctrines, the exact pilgrims of old.
We are shopping, in the fall of civilisation.
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