Donna Donna
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 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

Overall Meaning

The song "Donna Donna" tells the story of a calf being taken to market, and while the calf is resigned to its fate, a swallow flies overhead and its freedom causes the calf to wonder why it couldn't be free like the swallow. The lyrics use the calf and swallow as metaphors for societal hierarchy and class inequality. The calf represents the oppressed working class who are forced to labor for the benefit of the wealthy while the swallow represents the privileged upper class who are born with the ability to live free and unencumbered lives. The lyrics of the song imply that this system is unjust and that everyone deserves the same ability to live freely.


The song was written in Yiddish by Sholom Secunda in the 1930s and was originally titled "Dana Dana." Secunda wrote the song as part of a musical called "Esterke" about a young girl in a Jewish shtetl. The song gained popularity in the United States during the 1950s and was translated into English by Aaron Zeitlin. Joan Baez recorded a version of the song in 1960, which helped to popularize the song and make it a political anthem during the Civil Rights movement.


Line by Line Meaning

On a wagon bound for market
Travelling to the market, on a wagon ride


There's a calf with a mournful eye
A calf looking sad and low


High above him there's a swallow
A swallow flying above the calf on the wagon


Winging swiftly through the sky
Flying rapidly through the air'


How the winds are laughing
The winds are gleeful


They laugh with all their might
Their laughter is intense and strong


Laugh and laugh the whole day through
They laugh continuously all day long


And half the summer's night
And continue to laugh through the night


Donna Donna Donna Donna


Donna Donna Donna Don


Donna Donna Donna Donna


Donna Donna Donna Don


Stop complaining" said the farmer
The farmer tells the calf to stop whining


Who told you a calf to be
The farmer questions why the calf is acting like a calf


Why don't you have wings to fly with
The farmer thinks that the calf should have wings like a bird


Like the swallow so proud and free
Just like the swallow bird that's free to fly


Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Calves are easily captured and butchered


Never knowing the reason why
They don't understand why they're being killed


But whoever treasures freedom
Those that value freedom


Like the swallow has learned to fly
Are the ones that can soar


Donna Donna Donna Donna


Donna Donna Donna Don


Donna Donna Donna Donna


Donna Donna Donna Don




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaron Zeitlin, Arthur Keuess, Sheldon Secunda, Sholom Secunda, Teddie Schwarz

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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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