Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him to listen for awhile
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each out loud
I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
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他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
我听到他唱了一首好歌,
我听出他有一种味道,
所以我来听他唱了一会儿,
他是那么年轻的一个男孩,
在我眼里好陌生。
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
我感到脸上烧得发红,
周围的人群让我尴尬,
我觉得他看了我写的信还大声地读出来,
我盼他快点停下,
可他却一直唱下去。
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
听他唱仿佛他认识我,
了解我黑暗中的绝望,
可是他却透过我的身体看过去,
好像我并不存在,
他就一直唱下去,
声音清澈而有力。
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him to listen for awhile
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each out loud
I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
===============================
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
我听到他唱了一首好歌,
我听出他有一种味道,
所以我来听他唱了一会儿,
他是那么年轻的一个男孩,
在我眼里好陌生。
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
我感到脸上烧得发红,
周围的人群让我尴尬,
我觉得他看了我写的信还大声地读出来,
我盼他快点停下,
可他却一直唱下去。
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。
听他唱仿佛他认识我,
了解我黑暗中的绝望,
可是他却透过我的身体看过去,
好像我并不存在,
他就一直唱下去,
声音清澈而有力。
他的手指拨动我的痛,
他的歌词唱出我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我,
他的歌词倾诉着我的生命,
他的歌温柔的杀死我。