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: Ni chameau, ni diligence il parcout l'europe a pied
Scandinavie ou provence dans la sainte pauvrete
Enflamma de toute ecole filles et garcons pleins d'ardeur
Et pour semer la parole inventa les freres-precheurs
Chez dominique et ses freres le pain s'en vint a manquer
Et deux anges se presenterent portant de grands pains dores
Dominique vit en reve les precheurs du monde entier
Sous le manteau de la vierge en grand nombre rassembles
Dominique, mon bon pere, garde-nous simples et gais
Pour annoncer a nos freres la vie et la verite