Donna Donna Acoustic

[@dilaayu1746]

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…

[@KhaKev]

Very nice piece of music. Thanks for sharing.

[@syahnaraulina5389]

On a waggon 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. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna

[@syahnaraulina5389]

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

[@sayfudinnh7621]

mendengar instrumen ini, seakan kita sedang mengarungi samudra dalam diam "imajinasi"

[@messi250691]

god, it's very beautifull melody.. i can cry, i can sad, even i can sleep B-P

[@hongtram65]

Tone gentle and smooth, while taking up the violin sound serene feeling, the next giutar full orchestration and violin. Generally this means mixing truth and holiness.

[@PARIS2RC1]

PIECEFULL...IT MOVING ME IN... LOVE IT...

[@ВладимирФрумсон]

Спасибо, красивая мелодия

[@richardlunaticjyr8540]

This song has been touched my heart...

[@samawaowner252]

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 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 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 How the winds are laughing? They laugh with all their might Laugh and laugh the whole day through And half the summer's night Calves are easily bound and slaughtered Never knowing the reason why But whoever treasures freedom Like the swallow has learned to fly Like the swallow has learned to fly

[@StJouish]

@Lagolop Thanks for the rundown on Yiddish. I am a native Yiddish speaker. re we ships passing in the night? Transliteration is probably art more than science, unless we use a system of universal phonetic spelling. But I thought the song should be "Dona Dona" instead of "Donna Donna." (Dos Kelbl same metaphor as the Passover song about "One kid that my father bought for two zuzim.")

[@talisaaa]

@HyperArcticFox the original is a yiddish song called dos kelbl (the calf)

[@韩大-f5k]

这什么乐器演奏的

[@tandalovia788]

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

[@Lagolop]

@StJouish I agree with you about transliteration, after all Yiddish is supposed to be written with the Hebrew alphabet which unfortunately I do n to know at all. I think Dos Kelbl is a a metaphor for what happened to the Jewish ppl and doesn't have anything to do with the Passover song, but I am hardly an expert in Judaism; I just like Yiddish and other ancient languages. You are lucky to be a geboyrner refer. I wish I was.

[@Lagolop]

@StJouish The real name of this Yiddish folk song is DOS KELBL, but the pronunciation of the word is like saying DONUT without the "T". Yiddish is a West German language based on Medieval High German. Same linguistic family as Dutch & English. It is the mother language of Ashkenazi Jews, and originated in the Rhineland. It is in some ways similar to other alpine Germans like Bavarian, Austrian and Swiss. Here r the words sung in Yiddish :) watch?v=KuYU_9WHD9s PS love your channel name ;)

[@StJouish]

@HyperArcticFox "Donna Donna" makes you think it is the same as the first name of Donna Reed. A more typical spelling is "Dona Dona." The vowel after the D sounds more like aw-or Dawna (give it an Hispanic accent.) Also close: Done--ah.

[@trinhtruong6787]

Can someone give me the sheet of this version please? I really want that...

[@petshopmoi]

Moi je l' appris en chanson donc je la.chante :)

[@HyperArcticFox]

Donna Donna...is that the type of acustic or is it the name of the song because I need to know. thanks

[@suechan1727]

HyperArcticFox its the name of the song

[@DiamondKami]

not bad son

[@ErofuSophia]

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