Donna Donna

Friday, September 18, 2009

On a wagon bannd for market
There’s a calf with a mournful eye
High above him there’s a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky

All the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their migh
Laugh & laugh the whole day through &
Half the summe’s night

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“Stop complaining” said the farmer
“Who teld you a calf to be”
“Why don’t you have wings to fly with
Like the swallow so proud & free ?”

All the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their migh
Laugh & laugh the whole day through &
Half the summe’s night

Donna Donna Donna Donna
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Claves are easily bound & slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has learned to fly ?

All the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their migh
Laugh & laugh the whole day through &
Half the summe’s night

Donna Donna Donna Donna
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