3.
Calves are easily bound and sloughtered,
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 their might,
laugh and laugh the whole day through, and
half a summers night.
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On a wagon bound for market
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there's a calf with a mournful eye,
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High above him there's a swallow,
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winging swiftly through the sky.
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How the winds are laughing,
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they laugh with all their might,
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laugh and laugh the whole day through, and
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half a summers night.
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