Dona Dona
Joan Baez Lyrics


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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 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.
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 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.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Joan Baez's song Dona Dona convey a message of the struggle for freedom and the inherent unfairness of some individuals being able to experience it while others are bound to their fate. The song tells the story of a calf being taken to market on a wagon alongside a swallow flying freely above. While the winds laugh around them, the farmer questions why the calf cannot fly like the swallow instead of being made to go to market. He implies that if the calf had wings, it could be free like the swallow. The song suggests that the calf is a metaphor for the human struggle for freedom, and the inherent injustice of those who have it using their power to deny it to others.


The lyrics "calves are easily bound and slaughtered, never knowing the reason why" suggest the tragedy and cruelty that exists in society when freedom is denied. In contrast, "whoever treasures freedom, like the swallow has learned to fly" conveys the idea of the need for individuals to seek and cherish their own freedom. These contrasting images create a powerful commentary on what it means to be free and the role freedom plays in human life.


Line by Line Meaning

On a wagon bound for market
On a wagon heading towards the marketplace


There's a calf with a mournful eye.
There is a sad-looking calf on the wagon


High above him there's a swallow,
A swallow is flying above the calf


Winging swiftly through the sky.
Flying quickly through the air


How the winds are laughing,
The winds sound like they are laughing


They laugh with all their might.
The winds are laughing loudly


Laugh and laugh the whole day through,
The winds laugh continuously throughout the day


And half the summer's night.
And for half of the summer night


Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don.
The repeated phrase 'Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don.' represents a refrain or chorus in the song


"Stop complaining!" said the farmer,
The farmer tells the calf to stop complaining


"Who told you a calf to be ?
The farmer questions the calf's existence on the wagon


Why don't you have wings to fly with,
The farmer questions why the calf cannot fly like the swallow


Like the swallow so proud and free?"
The farmer compares the calf's lack of freedom to the swallow's freedom of flight


Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,
Calves are easily captured and killed for their meat


Never knowing the reason why.
The calves do not understand why they are being killed


But whoever treasures freedom,
People who value freedom


Like the swallow has learned to fly.
Are like the swallow, which has learned how to fly




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@asifloading3042

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



@binanovida7948

Donna Donna"

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.

[Chorus:]
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:]
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 the swallow has learned to fly.

[Chorus:]
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.



All comments from YouTube:

@Dianelee999

My older sister and I would sing this song together as she played guitar. My sweetest memories are when we sang harmony together. She died at age 18 of liver cancer. I was 17 then, and now at age 62 this song makes me 12 again, singing harmony with my sister. 💜 I miss you, Chrissy.



Edit: since this post, I have been so moved by the compassion of readers from all over the world. You have been a great comfort. Christine Ann was my only sister. When I was little, I would curl up at the foot of her bed rather than sleep in my own. I was always in awe of her mastery of music theory. Our singing was a deep bond. This song touches me still. Thank you for the love. Diane 🦋

@sitifaizah3628

This cut me deep :(

@Dianelee999

@Sabina Huseynova Thank you 🙏

@babayaga5638

İ'm too much sad to hear

@clairel254

<3

@dukechan8924

Sorry about your sister

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@rodeboer2

Due to a horrible divorce I lost contact with my children for 7 years now. Almost every evening I sang this song two times when bringing my youngest daughter to bed. First time on the original melody, second time with the refrain on a selfmade melody. Almost every night, year after year. One of my dearest and most painfull memories. We had an intimate joke together: I always skipped the last word 'don', and my daughter was always waiting untill that last 'don' to come. And then, when she no longer expected it or was almost falling asleep, that last word 'don' sounded and we laughed together.
I hope she will remember this beautifull sung. The words are so simple and true. I hope she finds the strength to put the terrible misery of her parents' divorce behind her - a divorce that she never wanted but which has shaped her. And that she finds the strength, that inner power, to become a swallow once again, and not a calf.

@ahmedayaz6685

Men should not lose their children after divorce. Something is wrong

@alexanderkieding2268

Thank you for sharing your pain. It resonates with so manys. Mine too.

@humanfirst1578

How can a voice be so haunting, so livid, so beautiful? Always puts a tear in my eye, inadvertently.

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