Donna Donna
On a wagon bound for market
there's a calf with a mournful eye.
High above him there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky.
How the winds are laughing!
They laugh with all their might.
Laugh and laugh
The whole day through
And half the summer's night.
Donna, Donna, Donna, Do~~
Stop complaining, said the farmer,
Who told you a calf to be?
Why don't you have wings to fly with
Like the swallow so proud and free?
How the winds are laughing.
They laugh with all their might,
Laugh and laugh
The whole day through
Donna, Donna, Donna, Do~~
Calves are easily bound
And slaughtered,
Never knowing the reason why.
But whoever treasures freedom
Like a swallow has learned to fly?
How the winds are laughing.
They laugh with all their might,
Laugh and laugh
The whole day through
Donna, Donna, Donna, Do~~~ |