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 whole life with his words
killing me softly with his song

我聽他唱過一首好歌，我聽說他有特色
因此我去看他，聽他唱會兒歌
站在我眼前的，是個年輕的陌生男孩

他手指彈撥，觸動我的痛
唱出的歌詞是我生命的寫照

歌聲輕輕刮著我的心
歌聲輕輕刮著我的心
歌詞說的都是我的故事
歌聲輕輕刮著我的心

I felt all flushed with fever embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each word 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

我覺臉上熱潮洶湧，在觀眾中受窘
他發現我的紙條並當場大聲唸
我但願他別再唸了，可是還繼續

他手指彈撥，觸動我的痛
唱出的歌詞是我生命的寫照

歌聲輕輕刮著我的心
歌聲輕輕刮著我的心
歌詞說的都是我的故事
歌聲輕輕刮著我的心

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
But he was there this stranger 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

他唱著，儼然了解我所有陰暗中的絕望
然後他的眼光透視過我，彷彿我不存在
但這陌生人卻在，唱得清晰又高亢

他手指彈撥，觸動我的痛
唱出的歌詞是我生命的寫照

歌聲輕輕刮著我的心
歌聲輕輕刮著我的心
歌詞說的都是我的故事
歌聲輕輕刮著我的心