Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Killing Me Softly, artista - Claire Hamilton. canción del álbum Love Is All Around: The Celtic Harp of Claire Hamilton, en el genero Музыка мира
Fecha de emisión: 31.12.2006
Etiqueta de registro: Music Masters
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Killing Me Softly(original) |
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 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, embarrassed 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 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, yeah, he was 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 |
With his song |
(traducción) |
Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos |
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Escuché que cantaba una buena canción, escuché que tenía un estilo |
Y entonces vine a verlo para escuchar por un rato |
Y allí estaba este joven, un extraño a mis ojos |
Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos |
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Me sentí todo enrojecido por la fiebre, avergonzado por la multitud. |
Sentí que encontró mis cartas y leyó cada una en voz alta. |
Recé para que terminara, pero siguió adelante. |
Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos |
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Cantó como si me conociera en toda mi oscura desesperación. |
Y luego miró a través de mí como si yo no estuviera allí. |
Y siguió cantando, cantando claro y fuerte |
Rasgando mi dolor con sus dedos |
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Él estaba tocando mi dolor, sí, estaba cantando mi vida |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Contando mi vida entera con sus palabras |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
con su cancion |