Bài hát : Killing Me Softly - Frank Sinatra
Killing Me Softly With Her Song
I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To listen for a while
And there she was this young girl
A stranger to my eyes
Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' my life with her words
Killing me softly with her song
Killing me softly, with her song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly, with her song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt she found my letters
And read each one aloud
I prayed that she would finish
But she just kept right on
Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' my life with her words
Killing me softly with her song
Killing me softly, with her song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly, with her song
She sang as if she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
But she was there, this stranger
Singing clear and strong
Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' my life with her words
Killing me softly with her song
Killing me softly, with her song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly, with her song
Killing me softly, with her song
Songwriters
Norman Gimbel;Charles Fox
