Luyện nghe bài hát Ce Matin-la [instrumental]

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

"I woke up this morning
The was pouring out of me"
A hundred times I those words
words others wrote
With all my voice, with all my
"With all the that I can"
The like I learned it
"I woke up morning baby"
But morning, I understood
La peine aux longs champs de
de mon cocon
Les coups, le sang, les temps
mal en fermant les yeux

The work in the cotton fields
I was imagining in my
The hits, the blood, the mud
I was hurt closing my eyes
"His far away"
J'ai des pardons, j'ai des
Mais c'est pas des phrases en l'air

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

"I woke up this baby"
But morning you're really cold
You understand deep in your
All the blues are for you
"Oh, oh I feel, the in me
Nobody knows how I feel
Nobody knows, cares"
Les mots te brulent un par un comme
Comme s'ils enfin
Ces blues les tiens

"Oh, oh I feel, the in me
Nobody how I really feel
knows, nobody cares"
Words are your one by one like if
if they are finally yours
Those were yours
De toute ma voix, mon ame, "with all the soul that I can"
Le blues qu'on jamais appris
"I up this 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 up this morning, the blues was pouring out of me
knows, nobody sees"