| 歌曲 | Killing me softly with his song |
| 歌手 | 露崎春女 |
| 专辑 | RESPECT |
| 作词：Charles Fox・Norman Gimbel | |
| 作曲：Charles Fox・Norman Gimbel | |
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| 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 and 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 pray 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 was not 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... | |
| 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... |
| zuò cí: Charles Fox Norman Gimbel | |
| zuò qǔ: Charles Fox Norman Gimbel | |
| 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 and 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 pray 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 was not 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... | |
| 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... |