On a wagon bound for market,
There's a calf
with a mournful eye
High above him
There's a swallow,
Winging swifty 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 Donna,
Donna Donna Donna Don
Donna Donna Donna Donna,
Donna Donna Donna Donna

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 pround and free?
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 Donna,
Donna Donna Donna Don
Donna Donna Donna Donna,
Donna Donna Donna Donna
  
Calves are easily
bound and slaughtered,
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom,
Like the swallow
has learned to fly
How the wind are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh
the whole day through
And half the summer's night
Donna Donna Donna Donna,
Donna Donna Donna Don
Donna Donna Donna Donna,
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