The mixed and in their own pain

We are neither outside the government nor in the government🤑 As soon as the water comes, all the painters shine🤑 The dust has the same essence as the sword🤑 Not all sellers are surprised🤑 We are also in this booming bazaar🤑 Don't get out of the circle of heart that the head is dust🤑 There are as few luxuries as there are luxuries🤑 Close the shops of justice, O merchant of truth🤑 The punishment is less that those present are in the court.