Ninib A. Lahdo - Hano Kritho

Hano Hano kritho the daughter of the dead priest
Stands on the corner her belt undone

Hano Hano kritho the daughter of the dead priest
Stands on the corner her belt undone
Where has your father gone?
He went to the barn to bring us a spindle for the season

Come, o beautiful Hano, you filled my world with joy
Our love became a story
Our way is lit by candles
And the girls sing for your beautiful eyes

If you love, you will marry me
Even though I am poor, don't tell your parents 'I have no money'
For seven years I have been waiting for you
I have become a shepherd, I will please your mother, if your father gives us the green light

We will marry tomorrow, a great wedding we will hold
Dancing with shoulders and hands
A house will build, and children will have
From your beautiful hand we will eat 'hay hay'

With lamp oil we will walk around the home, sing to Hano and take whatever there.
Tomorrow at noon we will eat bulgur, I took a little for Hano to eat poor
Hano Hano kritho the daughter of the dead priest, stands on the corner her belt undone
Where has your father gone? He went to the barn to bring us a spindle for the season.

Hano Hano kritho the daughter of the dead priest
Stands on the corner her belt undone
Where has your father gone?
He went to the barn to bring us a spindle for the season

Hano Hano kritho the daughter of the dead priest
Stands on the corner her belt undone