Ingrid Peters - Dona Dona
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 Donna
Donna Donna Donna Do~
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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.
And half the summer's night .
Donna Donna Donna Donna
Donna Donna Donna Do~
Donna Donna Donna Donna
Donna Donna Donna Do~
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered .
Never knowing the reason why .
But whoever treasures freedom .
Like the swallow has learned to fly .
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 Do~
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Donna Donna Donna Do~
Donna Donna Donna Donna
Donna Donna Donna Do~
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Donna Donna Donna Do~