Killing Me Softly With His Song - Allison Iraheta
Bản dịch của: otochevrolet
| 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, Anh 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, oh, 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 ... | Ngồi nghe anh hát một bài hay! Đã nghe anh là người có tài Và vì vậy, tôi đã tìm đến anh để được nghe anh hát Và rồi, trước mắt tôi là một chàng trai trẻ trung và xa lạ. \\\"Anh đánh vào nỗi đau của tôi bằng những điệu nhạc Bóp nát cuộc đời tôi bằng những lời ca Anh đang nhẹ nhàng giết chết tôi bằng lời hát dịu dàng đang nhẹ nhàng giết chết tôi.\\\" Tôi cảm thấy mình đỏ mặt như đang lên cơn sốt và thấy bối rối trước đám đông, Tôi cảm thấy anh đã tìm được những bức thư của tôi và đang đọc to từng bức một. \\\"Anh đánh vào nỗi đau của tôi bằng những điệu nhạc Bóp nát cuộc đời tôi bằng những lời ca Anh đang nhẹ nhàng giết chết tôi bằng lời hát dịu dàng đang nhẹ nhàng giết chết tôi.\\\" |
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