Killing Me Softly With His Song - Roberta Flack (罗贝塔·弗兰克)

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 whole life with his words

Killing me softly

With his song

Ooooo

I heard he sang a good song

I heard he had a style

So I came to see him and 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 whole 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 one 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 whole 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 whole life with his words

Killing me softly

With his song

Oooooo la la la la la la ooooooooooo

La la laaaaa la la la laaaaa

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 whole life with his words

Killing me softly

He was strumming my pain

Yeah he was singing my life

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song

Telling my whole life with his words

Killing me softly with his song