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 (SOLO...)
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 ( Solo... )
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, Donna Donna Donna Donna