Shoujo Kakumei Utena
"Donna Donna"
  Album: Shoujo Kakumei Utena: Saa, Watashi to Engage Shite [KICA-396/7]
  Words: Yasui Kazumi
  Music: Shalom Secunda (and Aharon Zeitlin)
  Vocals: NHK Tokyo Housou Jidou Gasshodan
  Translation v.1.o © Verthandi [verthandi@niji.or.jp]

aru hareta hiru sagari   shijou e tsuzuku michi
nibasha ga GOTOGOTO   koushi wo nosete yuku
kawaii koushi   urarete yuku yo
kanashisouna hitomi de   miteiru yo
DONA DONA DONA DONA   koushi wo nosete
DONA DONA DONA DONA   nibasha ga yureru

	Late one sunny day, on the road to market,
	A clattering cart bears a calf
	The sweet calf, going to be sold,
	Watches with sorrowful eyes
	Donna donna donna donna, bearing the calf,
	Donna donna donna donna, the cart sways along

aoizora soyogu kaze   tsubame ga tobikau
nibasha ga shijou e   koushi wo nosete yuku
moshimo tsubasa ga   attanaraba
tanoshii bokujou ni   kaereru mono wo
DONA DONA DONA DONA   koushi wo nosete
DONA DONA DONA DONA   nibasha ga yureru

	In the blue sky, the swallows wing on a gentle breeze
	As the cart bears the calf to market
	If only he had wings,
	He could fly home to a pleasant pasture
	Donna donna donna donna, bearing the calf,
	Donna donna donna donna, the cart sways along

DONA DONA DONA DONA   koushi wo nosete
DONA DONA DONA DONA   nibasha ga yureru

	Donna donna donna donna, bearing the calf,
	Donna donna donna donna, the cart sways along

DONA DONA DONA   DONA DONA DONA   DONA

	Donna donna donna, donna donna donna, donna!

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Translator's Notes:

This is an English translation of a Japanese translation of a Yiddish song.  x_X;;
For fun, here's another English version, as recorded by Joan Baez in the 1960s:

	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 down
	     Dona dona dona dona
	     Dona dona dona down

	"Stop complaining," said the farmer,
	"Who told you a calf to be"
	Why don't you have wings to fly away
	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 must learn to fly

Also, here's a link to a .gif of the original Yiddish lyrics:
http://www.cs.engr.uky.edu/~raphael/yiddish/dona.gif