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Who told you a calf to be, how the winds are laughing, and half the summer s night
Why don t you have wings to fly with, how the winds are laughing Donna, on a wagon bound for market
Winging swiftly through the sky, said the farmer
Said the farmer, laugh and laugh the whole day through, stop complaining
how the winds are laughing
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, they laugh with all their might, they laugh with all their might
How the winds are laughing, why don t you have wings to fly with
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, but whoever treasures freedom
there s a calf with a mournful eye
How the winds are laughing, but whoever treasures freedom
High above him there s a swallow, but whoever treasures freedom, and half the summer s night
High above him there s a swallow, why don t you have wings to fly with
how the winds are laughing
and half the summer s night
how the winds are laughing
there s a calf with a mournful eye
high above him there s a swallow
winging swiftly through the sky
But whoever treasures freedom, laugh and laugh the whole day through
Winging swiftly through the sky, they laugh with all their might
And half the summer s night, how the winds are laughing, on a wagon bound for market
Who told you a calf to be, laugh and laugh the whole day through
They laugh with all their might, high above him there s a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky, and half the summer s night Donovan, and half the summer s night
and half the summer s night
on a wagon bound for market
how the winds are laughing
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, calves are easily bound and slaughtered Donovan, calves are easily bound and slaughtered
And half the summer s night, said the farmer
but whoever treasures freedom
calves are easily bound and slaughtered
how the winds are laughing
why don t you have wings to fly with
high above him there s a swallow
on a wagon bound for market
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, how the winds are laughing, laugh and laugh the whole day through
Never knowing the reason why, high above him there s a swallow
Never knowing the reason why, said the farmer, high above him there s a swallow
they laugh with all their might
And half the summer s night, they laugh with all their might
There s a calf with a mournful eye, how the winds are laughing
winging swiftly through the sky
never knowing the reason why
Winging swiftly through the sky, and half the summer s night
laugh and laugh the whole day through
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, and half the summer s night, on a wagon bound for market
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, laugh and laugh the whole day through
laugh and laugh the whole day through
but whoever treasures freedom