Timur, I hear, took the trouble to conquer the earth.
I don’t understand him.
With a bit of hard liquor you can forget the earth.
I’m not saying anything against Alexander,
Only I have seen people who were remarkable,
Highly deserving of your admiration
For the fact that they were alive at all.
Great men generate too much sweat.
In all of this I see just a proof that
They couldn’t stand being on their own
And smoking and drinking and the like.
And they must be too mean-spirited to get
Contentment from sitting by a woman.
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