Letras de Killing Me Softly - Pat Benesta

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.
But he just came to 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 was singing my song.
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 cantó una buena canción,
Escuché que tenía un estilo.
Y entonces vine a verlo para escuchar
Por un momento.
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 uno en voz alta.
Recé para que terminara, pero
solo seguia 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.
Pero solo vino a cantar, cantar
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 …
Tocaba mi dolor, cantaba mi canción.
Matándome suavemente con su canción,
Matándome suavemente con su canción,
contando mi vida entera con sus palabras,
Matándome suavemente con su canción…
Con su canción…