歌词
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 swallows 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.
But whoever treasures freedom,
like a 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.
Donna' Donna' Donna' Donna'
Donna' Donna' Donna' Don.