Chansons d’un boomer

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 the 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

How the winds are laughing

They laugh with all the 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 the swallow has learned to fly

How the winds are laughing

They laugh with all the 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

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