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
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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 Don
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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 Don
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Donna Donna Donna Don you see