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, donna. Donna, donna, donna don.
Donna, donna, donna, donna. Donna, donna, donna don.

"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.
Donna, donna, donna, donna. Donna, donna, donna don.

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
never knowing the reason why.
Why can't you have wings to fly with,
like the swallow you've 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.
Donna, donna, donna, donna - Donna, donna, donna don.