Killing Me Softly

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 in this words
killing me softly with his song

i head he song a good song. I heard he had a style
and go i come to him to a listen for a while,
and there he was this young boy a stronger 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 in his words
killing me softly with his song
i felt all flushed whith fever
embrassed by the crowd
i felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
i prayed that the 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 lie with his words
killing me softly with his song

He song as if he know me, in all my dark despair
and then he looked right throught me as in i wasn't here
and he just lept on here, singing cleas 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 width his words
killing me softly with his song

strumming my pain with his fingers
yes, he staying...
the sound ends and vanishes.

Matandome Suavemente

Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Diciendo mi vida entera con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,

Escuche que el cantaba una buena canción, había oído que el tenia estilo,
y entonces vine a verlo y escuchar un rato,
Y aahí estaba ese jovencito, desconocido para mis ojos,
Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos,
Contando mi vida con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Diciendo mi vida entera con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Me senti ruborizada, con fiebre,
Avergonzada por la multitud
Senti que había encontrado mis cartas y leia cada una en voz alta,
Recé que terminará
Pero el solo seguia

Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos,
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Diciendo mi vida entera con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,

El canto como si me conociera,
En toda mi oscura desesperación
Y entonces el miró a través de mi
Como si yo no estuviera ahi
Pero el estaba ahi, ese extraño
Cantando claro y fuerte

Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos,
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Diciendo mi vida entera con sus palabras,
Matandome suavemente con su canción,
Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos,
si, el estaba...
el sonido termina y se desvanece.