(based on the song sung by Medeval Baebes, A french Canadian folk song for girls)
Ah Si Mon Moine uploaded by Mukuro

(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)

   Allow me to endulge you in my fate,  Since I already know it is too late - A story of unbridled, unholy lore, Fallen away from Heaven's Doors.
(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)

(o/~ un capuchon je lui donnerai o/~)
   One late evening, a family sought, To purge their lands, a man of God Was brought, A cross, a cloth, and holy water  brought in, To purge the barn of vice and sin.
(o/~ un capuchon je lui donnerai o/~)

(o/~ Danse, mon moine, Danse, tu n'entends pas le danse  o/~)
   A monk's robe, a gown of chaste, to the barn I went, making haste. To what my eyes doth see? But a beautiful gypsy, dancing for me..
(o/~ Tu n'entends pas moulin lon-la, Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher o/~)

(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)
   The clocks struck midnight, the church bells rang three... And like the clock hands, my heart did turn, and my emotions did flee.. I stared at the beautiful, red-haired, dancing fairy, A sensous young figure.. gorgeous, blind, and free.
(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)

(o/~ Un chapelet je lui donnerai o/~)
   Dressed in silk, a smile on her face, Her chest and stomach bare, her clothes were thin like lace. She had cute freckles, her skin declicate and gentle,
I felt as though our meeting was destined,
not coincidental.
(o/~ Un chapelet je lui donnerai o/~)

(o/~ Danse, mon moine, Danse, tu  
        n'entends pas le danse o/~)
   "Do you not hear my call?"
   I could hear these words, although
   she spoke not at all.
  "Come friar, enjoy youself,
   for you never know when you might
   die, or perhaps lose health."
(o/~ Tu n'entends pas moulin lon-la
        Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher o/~)

(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)
   Walking quickly, from the barn I did stray,
   Remaining strong, although I knew I would not
   stay away.
   Her form in my mind, her words rung loud,
   And soon, I found myself, returning to her shroud.
(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)

(o/~ Un ceinturon je lui donnerai o/~)
   Oh to what the devil could bring,
   When a man of God hear's a siren sing.
   Entranced by a the satyr's dance,
   I became mesmerized by her stupendous prance.
(o/~ Un ceinturon je lui donnerai o/~)

(o/~ Danse, mon moine, Danse, tu
       n'entends pas le danse o/~)
  Each evening for a faire week, I visited the
   young maiden...
  Each night I found myself going home,
  and always I was unlaiden...
  Sleepless nights where I would only dream of
  her mesmorizing hips....
  Long days of dreaming of  kissing her lips.
(o/~ Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la
        Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher o/~)

(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)
   Finally, on the eve of the day the Lord rested,
   My heart had finally long been tested.
   Against my vows I went into the moonlit Barn,
   Intent of fully doing them harm.
(o/~ Ah si mon moine voulait danser o/~)

(o/~ Un beau psautier je lui donnerai o/~)
   As I walked closer to the girl of dance,
   I gave my vows a final chance,
   I asked if someone would lead me from this fate,
   But only her dancing bells were heard..
   and the sound of a closing gate.
(o/~ Un beau psautier je lui donnerai o/~)

(o/~ Danse, mon moine Danse, tu
       n'entends pas le danse o/~)
   If you would have seen her through my eyes,
   You would have loved her, throughout the lies.
   The girl was perfect. Nothing could change this.
   And when I put my hands on her lithe shoulders,
   I confirmed it with a loving kiss.
(o/~ Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la
        Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher o/~)

(o/~ Si'l n'avait fait voeu de pauvrete o/~)
  As our kiss doth last, I felt her pull me close..
  As our kiss doth past, I felt her true intentions expose.
  The knife in my back proved that I should not
   have waivered,
   The knife in my back proved that my faith
    was what I should have favored.
(o/~ Si'l n'avait fair voeu de pauvrete o/~)

(o/~ Bien d'autres chos' je lui donnerais o/~)
    The pain was unbearable, as my screams became
    silent,
    I tried to grab at her, fighting to be defiant,
    But as my arms reached for her neck,
    Her true form appeared, and my mind it did wreck.
(o/~ Bien d'autres chos' je lui donnerais o/~)

(o/~ Danse mon moine, danse tu
        n'entends pas le danse o/~ )
    Large, fallen angel wings, with multi colored feathers
    doth spread,
    And in them, I felt myself dread,
    With one quick swoop, she destroyed my heart,
    And with me, everything was torn apart.
(o/~ Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la
        Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher o/~)

(o/~ Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la o/~)
    So with this last verse, I ask you to stay strong,
    For if you do not, you won't last long,
    The devil will always be stronger than man,
    But perhaps one day, we will stop his plans.
  
    With every heart there is something we long,
    And everyone wishes that they would belong.
    But when the devil comes and asks us to play...
    For heaven's sake, I implore you... do your best
    and turn away....
(o/~ Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher o/~)

 ~ Fin