2017.09.19.
Dominique
Dominique, nique, nique
Such an old tale
Always worthy of praise
Where the roads of faith
Always lead to joy
From the past to the future
A charming young man, only with a guitar
Wandering from village to village
And with him the wind is singing
The dirt paths are rejoicing
Dominique, nique, nique…
After him the suffering children
Forget about the bland world
With a flute, a drum, a harp
They cause the cloud and shadow to flee
Dominique, nique, nique…
Only faith, truth and honesty
Do inform here with joy
Onto the joyful ones
The source of any hope
Dominique, nique, nique…
Any doubt of sorrow fades away
Their singing is carried up above
And together, girl and boy
Are boosting up the morale
Dominique, nique, nique…
The tale is over, so does the song
And with them both the sound fell silent
Only the truth never ends
Neither does happiness nor joy
Dominique, nique, nique…