聽歌吧
但別真的被歌聲給 殺了
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 and listen for a while
And there he was this young, boy a stranger to my eyes
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
He sang as if he knew me in all by 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
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