"I woke up this morning The was pouring out of me" Cent fois ces mots je les ai Ces mots que avaient ecrits De ma voix, de toute mon ame "With all the that I can" Le comme on me l'a appris "I woke up this baby" Mais ce la, j'ai compris
"I up this morning baby The blues was out of me" A hundred times I said words Those words wrote With all my voice, with all my "With all the that I can" The blues like I it "I woke up this baby" But that morning, I La peine aux longs champs de de mon cocon Les coups, le sang, les boueux mal en fermant les yeux
The hard work in the fields I was imagining in my The hits, the blood, the mud I was while closing my eyes "His far away" J'ai des pardons, j'ai des l'blues c'est pas des phrases en l'air
"His far away" I have forgives, I have But the isn't sentences you throw in the air "I woke up morning baby" Mais ce matin vraiment froid Tu comprends du fond de ta Tous les sont ecrits pour toi
"I up this morning baby" But morning you're really cold You deep in your chest All the blues are for you "Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody how I really feel knows, nobody cares" Les mots te un par un comme s'ils s'ils t'appartiennent enfin Ces blues etaient les
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me Nobody how I really feel knows, nobody cares" Words are burning one by one like if Like if they are finally blues were yours De toute ma voix, toute mon ame, "with all the that I can" Le blues qu'on n'm'a jamais "I woke up morning, the blues was pouring 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 was pouring out of me Nobody knows, sees"