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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 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 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
Ohh ohh
La la la la la la
Oh Oh Ahh Ahh Ah
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…
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.
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Rasgueando mi pena con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción.
Oà que él cantaba una buena canción,
Oà que él tenÃa un estilo
Y entonces vine a verlo
A escuchar un rato
Y ahà estaba este muchacho,
Un extraño para mis ojos
Rasgueando mi pena con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción.
Me sentà sonrojada de fiebre,
Avergonzada por el público
Sentà que habÃa encontrado mis cartas
Y las leÃa cada una en voz alta
Rogué para que él terminara
Pero él sólo seguÃa
Rasgueando mi pena con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción.
Cantaba como si me conociera
En toda mi oscura tristeza
Y entonces el miró justo a través de mÃ
Como si yo no estuviera allÃ
Y simplemente siguió cantando,
Cantando claro y fuerte
Rasgueando mi pena con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción.
Ohh ohh
La la la la la la
Oh Oh Ahh Ahh Ah
Rasgueando mi pena con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras
matándome…
Él estaba rasgueando mi pena
SÃ, él estaba cantando mi vida
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción.
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