Killing Me Softly With His Song (Live)

Killing Me Softly With His Song (Live)

歌手:Olivia Ong

所属专辑:夏夜晚风

发行时间:2010-08-18

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[00:21.500]I heard he sang a good song.

[00:24.810]I heard he had a style.

[00:28.840]And so I came to see him

[00:31.859]To listen for a while.

[00:36.630]And there he was, this young boy

[00:40.800]A stranger to my eyes.

[00:44.090]Strumming my pain with his fingers,

[00:47.880]Singing my life with his words,

[00:51.980]Killing me softly with his song,

[00:55.200]Killing me softly with his song,

[00:58.890]Telling my whole life with his words,

[01:03.230]Killing me softly with his song.

[01:10.550]

[01:12.700]I felt I flushed with fever,

[01:16.550]Embarrassed by the crowd.

[01:20.489]I felt he read my letters

[01:23.800]And he just read them out loud.

[01:28.560]I prayed that he would finish.

[01:31.860]But he just kept right on.

[01:35.890]Strumming my pain with his fingers,

[01:39.640]Singing my life with his words,

[01:44.090]Killing me softly with his song,

[01:47.000]Killing me softly with his song,

[01:51.100]Telling my whole life with his words,

[01:54.959]Killing me softly with his song.

[02:03.070]

[02:04.580]He sang as if he knew me,

[02:08.550]In all my dark despair.

[02:12.530]And then he looked right through me

[02:15.970]As if I wasn‘t there.

[02:21.560]And he just kept on singing,

[02:24.860]Singing clear and strong.

[02:27.900]Strumming my pain with his fingers,

[02:32.000]Singing my life with his words,

[02:35.700]Killing me softly with his song,

[02:38.910]Killing me softly with his song,

[02:42.970]Telling my whole life with his words.

[02:47.070]Killing me softly with his song.

[03:04.410]

[03:23.200]He was strumming my pain,

[03:27.020]He was singing my life,

[03:31.700]Killing me softly with his song.

[03:35.490]Killing me softly with his song,

[03:38.670]Telling my whole life with his words,

[03:42.800]Killing me softly with his song.

[03:49.040]2 3 4.......

[03:51.170]He was strumming my pain,

[03:54.450]He was singing my life,

[03:59.650]Killing me softly with his song.

[04:03.100]Killing me softly with his song,

[04:06.880]Telling my whole life with his words,

[04:10.910]Killing me softly with his song.

[04:19.219]

I heard he sang a good song.

I heard he had a style.

And so I came to see him

To listen for a while.

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 I flushed with fever,

Embarrassed by the crowd.

I felt he read my letters

And he just read them 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.


He was strumming my pain,

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.

2 3 4.......

He was strumming my pain,

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.

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