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

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