Dominique, nique, nique, over the land he plods And sings a little song Never asking for reward He just talks about the Lord He just talks about the Lord
At a time when Johnny Lackland Over England was the King Dominique was in the backland Fighting sin like anything
Now a heretic, one day Among the thorns forced him to crawl Dominique with just one prayer Made him hear the good Lord's call
Without horse or fancy wagon He crossed Europe up and down Poverty was his companion As he walked from town to town
To bring back the straying liars And the lost sheep to the fold He brought forth the Preaching Friars Heaven's soldier's, brave and bold
One day, in the budding Order There was nothing left to eat Suddenly two angels walked in With a loaf of bread and meat
Dominique once, in his slumber Saw the Virgin's coat unfurled Over Frairs without number Preaching all around the world
Grant us now, oh Dominique The grace of love and simple mirth That we all may help to quicken Godly life and truth on earth
Dominique, nique, nique s'en allait tout simplement Routier pauvre et chantant En tous chemins, en tous lieux, il ne parle que du bon Dieu
Il ne parle que du bon Dieu A l'e poque ou Jean-sans-Terre de' Angleterre etait Roi Dominique, notre Pere, combattit les Albigeois Repeat first 4 lines: Chorus
Ni chameau, ni diligence il parcout l'Europe a pied Scandinavie ou Provence dans la sainte pauvrete Refrain
Enflamma de toute ecole filles et garcons pleins d'ardeur Et pour semer la Parole inventa les Freres-Precheurs Refrain
Chez Dominique et ses freres le pain s'en vint a manquer Et deux anges se presenterent portant de grands pains dores Refrain
Dominique vit en reve les precheurs du monde entier Sous le manteau de la Vierge en grand nombre rassembles Refrain
Dominique, mon bon Pere, garde-nous simples et gais Pour annoncer a nos freres la Vie et la Verite Refrain