
Fecha de emisión: 20.05.2010
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Killing Me Softly With His Song(original) |
Stroming 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 |
and listen for a while |
and there he was this young boy |
a stranger to my eyes |
Stroming 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 |
embaressed by the crowd |
I felt he found my letters and them out loud |
I prayed that he would finish |
but he just kept right on |
Stroming 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 darkest |
And then he looked right through me |
as if I weren’t there |
And he just kept on singing |
singing clear and strong |
Stroming 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 |
o-o-o-oh lalalalalala |
la la la la la la la la o-oh lalala |
yeah yeah |
la la la |
He was stroming 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 |
(traducción) |
Stroming 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 cancion |
Escuché que cantó una buena canción. |
Escuché que tenía un estilo |
y asi vine a verlo |
y escucha un rato |
y allí estaba este joven |
un extraño a mis ojos |
Stroming 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 cancion |
Me sentí todo enrojecido por la fiebre. |
avergonzado por la multitud |
Sentí que encontró mis cartas y las en voz alta |
Recé para que terminara |
pero él siguió adelante |
Stroming 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 cancion |
Cantaba como si me conociera |
En todo mi más oscuro |
Y luego miró a través de mí |
como si yo no estuviera |
Y él siguió cantando |
cantando claro y fuerte |
Stroming 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 cancion |
o-o-o-oh lalalalalala |
la la la la la la la la la o-oh lalala |
sí, sí |
la la la |
Él estaba destrozando mi dolor |
sí, él estaba cantando mi vida |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
Matándome suavemente con su canción |
contándome la vida entera con sus palabras matándome suavemente |
con su cancion |