Luyện nghe bài hát Ce Matin-la [instrumental]

"I woke up this morning
The blues was out of me"
Cent ces mots je les ai dits
Ces mots que avaient ecrits
De toute ma voix, de mon ame
"With all the soul I can"
Le blues comme on me l'a
"I woke up morning baby"
Mais ce matin la, j'ai

"I up this morning baby
The blues was out of me"
A hundred times I those words
Those words others
all my voice, with all my soul
"With all the that I can"
The blues like I it
"I woke up morning baby"
But morning, I understood
La aux longs champs de coton
de mon cocon
Les coups, le sang, les temps
J'avais mal en les yeux

The hard work in the cotton
I was imagining in my
The hits, the blood, the mud
I was while closing my eyes
"His far away"
J'ai des pardons, des prieres
Mais l'blues c'est pas des phrases en

"His far away"
I have forgives, I prayers
But the blues sentences you throw in the air
"I woke up this baby"
Mais ce matin t'as froid
Tu comprends du de ta poitrine
les blues sont ecrits pour toi

"I woke up this baby"
But morning you're really cold
You deep in your chest
All the are written for you
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me
knows how I really feel
Nobody knows, cares"
Les mots te un par un comme s'ils
s'ils t'appartiennent enfin
Ces etaient les tiens

"Oh, oh I feel, the in me
knows how I really feel
Nobody knows, cares"
Words are your one by one like if
Like if are finally yours
Those were yours
De ma voix, toute mon ame, "with all the soul that I can"
Le blues qu'on jamais appris
"I woke up this morning, the blues was out of me
Nobody knows, sees"
all my voice, all my soul, "with all the soul that I can"
The I was never taught
"I woke up this morning, the blues was out of me
knows, nobody sees"