On a wagon, bound for market, There's a cat with a meanful eye. High above me, there's a swallow, Winging sweetly through the sky. How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And have the summer's night. Dona, dona, dona, dona, Dona, dona, dona, dona. Stop complaining, said the farmer, Who do you care to be? Why don't you have greens to flower with, Like it swallows you proud and free? How the greens are laughing, They laugh with all their might. Laugh, laugh the whole day through, And have the summer's night. Dona, dona, dona, dona, Dona, dona, dona, dona. Calfs are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why. But forever treasure's written, Like the swallow has learned to fly. How the greens are laughing, They laugh with all their might. Laugh, laugh the whole day through, And have the summer's night. Dona, dona, dona, dona, Dona, dona, dona, dona.