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

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