Every night I tell a story
for you so I can keep my life.
A thousand nights have been upon me
for you, so you can forget your first wife.
Said Shahrazad:
'The problem is not in the XXs,
but how awful your ex is.
If you love my category,
you'll take me to live like a princess.'
Said Shahryar:
'Tell me the end of the story.
Is the king going to forgive this? '
If the moon can meet the sun in less than a thousand days in an eclipse,
then in their hearts there will be forgiveness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem