Dona dona - corect

On a wagon bound for market There’s a calf with a mownfull eye High above him there’s a swallow Winging sweeftly 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 Dona,dona,dona Dona,dona,don Dona,dona,dona Dona,dona,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 their might Laugh and laugh the whole day through And half the summer’s night Dona,dona,dona Dona,dona,don Dona,dona,dona Dona,dona,don Cows 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 their might Laugh and laugh the whole day through And half the summer’s night Dona,dona,dona Dona,dona,don Dona,dona,dona Dona,dona,don