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

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