🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Killing Me Softly With His Song - Allison Iraheta

  my pain with his fingers,
 Singing my life with his 
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Killing me softly with his 
 Telling my whole  with his words,
 Killing me softly with his  ...
 
 I heard he sang a  song, I heard he had a style.
 And so I  to see him to listen for a while.
 And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my 
 
 Strumming  pain with his fingers,
  my life with his words,
 Killing me softly with  song,
 Killing me softly with  song,
 Telling my whole life with his 
 Killing me  with his song ...
 
 I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed  the crowd,
 I felt he found my letters and read each  out loud.
 I prayed that he would  but he just kept right on ...
 
 Strumming my pain  his fingers,
 Anh
 Singing my life with  words,
  me softly with his song,
  me softly with his song,
 Telling my  life with his words,
 Killing me softly with his  ...
 
 He sang as if  knew me in all my dark despair.
 And then he looked right through me  if I wasn't there.
 But he just came  singing, singing clear and strong.
 
 Strumming my pain  his fingers,
 Singing my life with  words,
 Killing me  with his song,
 Killing me softly with his 
  my whole life with his words,
 Killing me softly with his  ...
 
 He was strumming, oh, he was singing my 
  me softly with his song,
 Killing me softly with his 
 Telling  whole life with his words,
 Killing me softly with  song ...
 With his  ...