Donna Donna-Richard Clayderman
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..
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