- Killing Me Softly With His Song
- Olivia Ong
- 夏夜晚风
- Killing Me Softly With His Song
- Olivia Ong
- I heard he sang a good song.
- I heard he had a style.
- And so I come to see him
- To listen for a while.
- 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.
- I felt I flushed with fever,
- Embarrassed by the crowd.
- I felt he found my letters
- And read each one out loud.
- I loved 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.
- 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.
- And he just kept on singing,
- 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.
- He was strumming my pain,
- He‘s 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.
- 2 3 4.......
- He was strumming my pain,
- He‘s 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.
- [ti:Killing Me Softly With His Song]
- [ar:Olivia Ong]
- [al:夏夜晚风]
- [00:03.82]
- [00:06.15]Killing Me Softly With His Song
- [00:08.16]Olivia Ong
- [00:10.16]
- [00:21.08]I heard he sang a good song.
- [00:25.11]I heard he had a style.
- [00:29.14]And so I come to see him
- [00:32.16]To listen for a while.
- [00:36.93]And there he was, this young boy
- [00:41.10]A stranger to my eyes.
- [00:44.39]Strumming my pain with his fingers,
- [00:48.18]Singing my life with his words,
- [00:52.28]Killing me softly with his song,
- [00:55.50]Killing me softly with his song,
- [00:59.19]Telling my whole life with his words,
- [01:03.53]Killing me softly with his song.
- [01:10.85]
- [01:13.00]I felt I flushed with fever,
- [01:16.85]Embarrassed by the crowd.
- [01:20.79]I felt he found my letters
- [01:24.10]And read each one out loud.
- [01:28.86]I loved that he would finish.
- [01:32.16]But he just kept right on.
- [01:36.19]Strumming my pain with his fingers,
- [01:39.94]Singing my life with his words,
- [01:44.04]Killing me softly with his song,
- [01:47.30]Killing me softly with his song,
- [01:51.40]Telling my whole life with his words,
- [01:55.26]Killing me softly with his song.
- [02:03.37]
- [02:04.88]He sang as if he knew me,
- [02:08.85]In all my dark despair.
- [02:12.83]And then he looked right through me
- [02:16.27]As if I wasn‘t there.
- [02:21.86]And he just kept on singing,
- [02:25.16]Singing clear and strong.
- [02:28.20]Strumming my pain with his fingers,
- [02:32.03]Singing my life with his words,
- [02:36.00]Killing me softly with his song,
- [02:39.21]Killing me softly with his song,
- [02:43.27]Telling my whole life with his words.
- [02:47.37]Killing me softly with his song.
- [03:04.71]
- [03:23.50]He was strumming my pain,
- [03:27.32]He‘s singing my life,
- [03:32.00]Killing me softly with his song.
- [03:35.08]Killing me softly with his song,
- [03:38.97]Telling my whole life with his words,
- [03:43.01]Killing me softly with his song.
- [03:49.34]2 3 4.......
- [03:51.47]He was strumming my pain,
- [03:54.75]He‘s singing my life,
- [03:59.95]Killing me softly with his song.
- [04:03.04]Killing me softly with his song,
- [04:07.18]Telling my whole life with his words,
- [04:11.21]Killing me softly with his song.
- [04:19.52]