Love Story of Khosrow and Shirin

The beginning of the story of Khosrow and Shirin That is what the old speaker said That was the old stories He gave the throne to Hormuz He used to make the world prosperous As the moon became a deficit in the darkness Jahan Afroz Hormuz was shouting The same tradition of the father left terror on his hands and religion on his feet He wanted to link the lineage in the world to several God's vow and sacrifice Dari from the royal sea Mubarak Talai Farrokh Seriri The father saw it in Khosravi, and it was named Shahzadeh Parvez caught in its silk nanny like musk A side of the sadder sun They saw his desire for sugar in milk He was brought to Bazm Shah Cho work from the kindergarten with the field of Fatadesh Every year the government increases it Chu turned five in every surprise He asked God for a child What kind of child did he give? A bright lamp of divine light To Coronation Horoscope His name is Nihadeh Khosro Parviz You were always dependent on everyone More pearls in dry cotton Laughing sugar is better than morning They were raised on milk and sugar Like a bouquet of flowers The world of friendship in his life Wisdom taught him otherwise