Hom ni TMN vui lam a, tai vi thuong ngay, ddua chau cua TMN cu pha ddo cua TMN ma chi cua TMN hong cho TMN ddanh no, luc nay tu nhien nghe tieng 1 cai ram, ra coi thi thay no ddap xe ddap bi te ddap ddau, chi cua TMN nong ruot qua troi, con TMN thi mat bung gi ddau a :lol: :lol: :lol:
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Donna Donna
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 ...
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 ...
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, Don - na. Donna, Donna, Donna, Don ...
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