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
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Dona Dona Dona Dona
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 swallows 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
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But who ever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has leaned 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
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
½ÃÀå °¡´Â ´Þ±¸Áö À§¿¡
½½Ç ´«µ¿ÀÚ¸¦ Çϰí ÀÖ´Â ¼Û¾ÆÁö
³ôÀº Çϴÿ¡´Â ÇÑ ¸¶¸® Á¦ºñ°¡
°ø±â¸¦ °¡¸£¸ç ³¯°í ÀÖ³×.
¿ôÀ½Áþ´Â ¹Ù¶÷
¿Â ¹ãÀ» »õ¿ö°¡¸ç ±×µéÀº ¿ô´Â´Ù³×.
¿ÂÁ¾ÀÏ ¿ô°í ¶Ç ¿ô°í
¿©¸§¹ãÀÌ ´Ù °¡µµ·Ï ¿ô´Â´Ù³×.
µµ³ª µµ³ª µµ³ª µµ³ª
³óºÎ°¡ ¼Û¾ÆÁö¿¡°Ô ¸»Çϱ⸦
ºÒÆòÁ» ±×¸¸ ÇØ. ´©°¡ ¼Û¾ÆÁö°¡ µÇ·¡?
Á¦ºñó·³ ³¯°³¸¦ °®Áö ±×·¡?
±×·¡¼ »ÑµíÇÑ ÀÚÀ¯¸¦ ¾òÀ¸·Á¹«³ª!
µµ³ª µµ³ª µµ³ª µµ³ª
¼Û¾ÆÁöµéÀº ½±°Ô ÀâÇô µµ»ìÀå¿¡ ²ø·Á°¡Áö.
¿Ö ±×·¡¾ß ÇÏ´ÂÁö ÀÌÀ¯µµ ¸ð¸¥Ã¤
ÇÏÁö¸¸, ´©±¸µç ÀÚÀ¯¸¦ ¼ÒÁßÈ÷ ¿©±ä´Ù¸é
Á¦ºñó·³ ³ª´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ö¾ß ÇÑ´Ù³×.
µµ³ª µµ³ª µµ³ª µµ³ª
DONNA DONNA - Joan Baez