Текст песни
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 this 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,
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 this song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And then each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on song
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 this song
Killing me softly
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 with his words
Killing me softly with this song
