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

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