Hina Hanna, Mrs. Hina, what is your name Cute Spring Song Soft voice whispering between the rain and the flock has the smell of love The wedding of the stars at the peak of your eyes has a scenic horizon for the flight of your heart to the life of the lover Your eyes have a window Henna Lady My heart is the place of the story as if she was waiting for you at the door of the spring garden All that sigh and waiting was for you Henna Lady My heart is the place of the story as if she was waiting for you at the door The garden of spring, all those sighs and waits were for you , it was because of you.
