Verse 1

Zorina Lena, golden hands,

Turns a little plot to wonderland.

At work she leads with steady grace,

Then takes the wheel and sets the pace.

A proper hostess, cooks with flair,

Makes room for work and fresh country air.

Pre-Chorus

Good taste in every little thing,

A garden window bright with spring.

She knows when to work, when to roam,

And makes each gathering feel like home.

Chorus

Zorina Lena, come on, celebrate,

You make the good times feel first-rate.

Flowers by the window, ribbons in your hair,

With all your friends around you, joy is everywhere.

Zorina Lena, here's to what you do,