Am,4 Dona Dona Text: Aaron Zeitlin; Trans: Arthur Kevess and Teddi Schwartz Tune:Sholom Secunda Am E Am E On a wagon bound for market Am Dm Am E There's a calf with a mournful eye. Am E Am E High above him there's a swallow Am Dm Am E Am Winging swiftly through the sky. Chorus G Am How the winds are laughing! G Am They laugh with all their might. G Am E Am Laugh and laugh the whole day through and E Am Half the summer's night. E Am Dona Dona Dona Dona G Am Dona Dona Dona Don. E Am Dona Dona Dona Dona E Am 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? Calves are easily bound and slaughtered Never knowing the reason why. But whoever treasures freedom Like the swallow has learned to fly.