On a waggon 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 summers night.
Reff
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?
Back to **, Reff
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has learned to fly
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 summers night.
Reff
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?
Back to **, Reff
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has learned to fly