Текст песни Gimbel Norman - Killing Me Softly With His Song

KILLING ME SOFTLY (WITH HIS SONG)

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came 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 all flushed with fever, emberrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one 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

He sang it as 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

He was strumming there,
yea, he was singing my life

Killing me softly with his song,
telling my whole life with his words,
killing me softly with his song

- Norman Gimbel