What would we sacrifice for love?
A gardener was willing to sacrifice
himself, to drink from the poisoned
chalice, knowing as an enchanted
dancer he would forever be his
dancing princess’ lover
He looked at her with love, saying
you’ll never be a gardener’s wife,
she saw his selfless love and
sacrificed her dignity, calling out
Don’t drink! I’d rather be a
gardener’s wife
They were married and lived a
wonderful life as gallant prince
and his delighted wife…
[Based on “Twelve Dancing Princesses”]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem