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

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