Lyrics of Delta - La Maison Tellier

Delta (original)

Déjà quelques jours
qu’il avance comme ça
sur la route qui mène
au sud du Delta
La langue trop enflée
et la guitare trop lourde
rien a se croisement
sinon une voix sourde
Mister Johnson
save your soul, now
Seule ombre au tableau
dans ces marécages
le diable venu
livrer son message
Ce cura le nez
et son chapeau coiffa
laissant notre homme seul
au sud du Delta
Mister Johnson
save your soul, now
And I don’t think that waiting for the devil
And that’s why don’t think that waiting for the devil
And that’s why…
Et aux partisants
du vie monotone
s’assurant d’abord
qu’il n’y avait personne
s’adossa a un saul
répend son bardat
il se sent chez lui
au sud du Delta
Mister johnson
your soul, your soul, now
And I don’t think that waiting for the devil
And that’s why don’t think that waiting for the devil
And that’s why don’t think that waiting for the devil
And that’s why don’t think that waiting for the devil
And that’s why…

(translation)

Already a few days
that he goes like this
on the road that leads
south of the Delta
Too swollen tongue
and the guitar too heavy
nothing crossed
otherwise a muffled voice
Mister Johnson
save your soul now
Only downside
in these swamps
the devil come
deliver his message
It cured the nose
and his hat combed
leaving our man alone
south of the Delta
Mister Johnson
save your soul now
And I don't think that waiting for the devil
And that's why don't think that waiting for the devil
And that's why...
And to supporters
monotonous life
first making sure
that there was no one
leaned against a saul
sheds its burst
he feels at home
south of the Delta
mr johnson
your soul, your soul, now
And I don't think that waiting for the devil
And that's why don't think that waiting for the devil
And that's why don't think that waiting for the devil
And that's why don't think that waiting for the devil
And that's why...