Dominique - listetta i USA 1963.
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"It's true that the "singing nun," also known as Janine (spellings vary) Deckers, committed suicide in Belgium in 1985 along with her companion of ten years, Annie Pecher. However, popular belief on this score notwithstanding, Cecil does not know if the two were lovers, and frankly does not feel it is any of his business. Or, if you don't mind my saying so, of yours.
The two women were in despair because the center for autistic children they had founded had gone under for lack of funds. The Belgian government was also dunning Deckers for back taxes of between $47,000 and $63,000, although she said she had given all her music earnings to her convent. Deckers, who had become a Dominican nun in 1959, recorded "Dominique" as a tribute to the founder of her order. In 1963 it made number one in the U.S., selling 1.5 million copies. Deckers left the convent in 1967 before taking final vows, partly to pursue a recording career, but never repeated her earlier success. After her death at 51 or 52 (the two women washed down massive doses of barbiturates with alcohol), she did receive the highest honor our society can bestow--a full page obit in People magazine."
Soeur Sourire
DOMINIQUE
Paroles et musique: Soeur Sourire, 1959
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'époque où Jean Sans Terre,
D'Angleterre était le roi
Dominique notre père,
Combattit les albigeois.
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
Certains jours un hérétique,
Par des ronces le conduit
Mais notre Père Dominique,
Par sa joie le convertit
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
Ni chameau, ni diligence,
Il parcourt l'Europe à pied
Scandinavie ou Provence,
Dans la sainte pauvreté
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
Enflamma de toute école
Filles et garçons pleins d'ardeur
Et pour semer la parole,
Inventa les Frères-Prêcheurs
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
Chez Dominique et ses frères,
Le pain s'en vint à manquer
Et deux anges se présentèrent,
Portant de grands pains dorés
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
Dominique vit en rêve,
Les prêcheurs du monde entier
Sous le manteau de la Vierge,
En grand nombre rassemblés.
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
Dominique, mon bon Père,
Garde-nous simples et gais
Pour annoncer à nos frères,
La vie et la vérité.
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
Dominique
Dominique, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
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
Donimique was in the back land
Fighting sin like anything
Dominique, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
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.
Dominique, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
Without a horse or fancy wagon,
He crossed Europe up and down.
Poverty was his companion.
As he walked from town to town.
Dominique, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
To bring back the straying liars
And the lost sheep to his fold,
He brought forth the preaching friars,
Heaven's soldiers, brave and bold.
Dominique, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
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, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
Dominique once, in his slumber,
Saw the Virgin's coat unfurled
Over friars without number
Preaching all around the world
Dominique, nique nique
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
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
Over the land he plods along
And sings a little song
Never asking for reward
He just talks about the Lord
He just talks about the Lord
This song was recorded by "The Singing Nun" and was featured on
the Ed Sullivan's "Your Show of Shows".
The Singing Nun is actually Sister Luc-Gabrielle, member of a Belgian
Dominican order convent. She also recorded as Sister Sourire, French for
"Sister Smile."
This song, about St. Dominic, Spanish-born priest and founder
of her order.
Alternate Version -- Lyrics from “The Singing Nun” (Movie lyrics) sung by Debbie Reynolds
Dominique, nique, nique I will tell of Dominique
His goodness to acclaim
And I pray the song I sing
Will some simple pleasure bring
That the world shall know his name!
I will tell of Dominique as I sing this little song
And when I sing the chorus all the world will sing along!
Dominique, nique, nique it was good Saint Dominique
He lived for you and me
From his labors long ago
Came a better world I know! And his love shall always be!
“Though I'm poor”, said Dominique as he spoke unto the Lord,
“I will be your humble servent and your love is my reward”!
Dominique, nique, nique I will follow Dominique
His burdens will I share
For his courage will I pray
His teachings to obey! His words shall be my prayer!
By the kindness of his heart and the labor of his hand
He brought love and understanding as he wandered through the land!
Dominique, nique, nique I will tell of Dominique
His goodness to acclaim
And I pray the song I sing
Will some simple pleasure bring! All the world shall know his name!
Dominique the mighty warrior was a soldier of ther Lord
His armor was devotion and the Gospel was his sword!
Dominique, nique, nique it was good Saint Dominique
He lived for you and me
From his labors long ago
Came a better world I know! And his love shall always be!
Through the blazing heat of summer and the chill of winter snow
I will follow Dominique! In his footsteps I will go!
Dominique, nique, nique I will follow Dominique
His burdens will I share
For his courage will I pray
His teachings to obey! His words shall be my prayer!
Dominique, Dominique, der zog fröhlich in die Welt
Zu Fuß und ohne Geld
Und er sang an jedem Ort
Immer wieder Gottes Wort,
Immer wieder Gottes Wort.
Zu der Zeit als Johann König ohne Land in England war
Zog Dominikus zum Streit aus mit der Albigenserschar
Dominique, Dominique...
Eines Tages ging er barfuss durch den Dornenbusch unversehrt
Und so hat er einen Heiden voller Fröhlichkeit bekehrt.
Dominique, Dominique...
Ohne Pferd und Wagen zog er durch Europa hin
Denn die Armut war ihm heilig, sie war seines Lebenssinn.
Dominique, Dominique...
Alle Jungen alle Mädchen machten seine Lehre froh
Und zum Vater aller Prediger auf Erden wurde er so.
Dominique, Dominique...
Eines Tages waren er und seine Brüder ohne Brot
Da erschienen ihnen Engel und sie linderten die Not.
Dominique, Dominique...
Unter dem Mantel der Maria, die ihm oft im Traum erscheint
Sieht Dominikus alle Prediger der ganzen Welt vereint.
Dominique, Dominique...
Oh Dominikus bewahr' uns Frohsinn und Bescheidenheit,
Dass wir unseren Büdern künden von der wahren Lebensfreud'.
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