(A. Zeitlin, S. Secunda)
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 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?" + Chorus
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,
Never knowing the reason why.
But whoever treasures freedom,
Like the swallow has learned to fly. + Chorus
Donna Donna Video (MV)
Performed By: Joan Baez
From Album: Joan Baez
Written by: AARON ZEITLIN, ARTHUR KEVESS, ARTHUR S. KEVESS, SHELDON SECUNDA, SHOLOM 'SAMUEL' SECUNDA, TEDDI SCHWARTZ
Joan Baez - Donna Donna Lyrics
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(A. Zeitlin, S. Secunda)
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 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?" + Chorus
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,
Never knowing the reason why.
But whoever treasures freedom,
Like the swallow has learned to fly. + Chorus
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 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?" + Chorus
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,
Never knowing the reason why.
But whoever treasures freedom,
Like the swallow has learned to fly. + Chorus
Writer: AARON ZEITLIN, ARTHUR KEVESS, ARTHUR S. KEVESS, SHELDON SECUNDA, SHOLOM 'SAMUEL' SECUNDA, TEDDI SCHWARTZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
