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?
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has learned to fly
Beri Komentar
Belum ada komentar. Jadilah yang pertama untuk memberikan komentar!