Killing Me Softly With His Song

　　Killing Me Softly With His Song - 平井堅

　　Strumming my pain with his fingers

　　Singing my life with his words

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Telling my whole life with his words

　　Killing me softly

　　With his song...

　　I heard he sang a good song

　　I heard he had a style

　　And so I came to see him to listen for a while

　　And there he was this young boy

　　A stranger to my eyes...

　　Strumming my pain with his fingers

　　Singing my life with his words

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Telling my whole life with his words

　　Killing me softly

　　With his song...

　　I felt all flushed with fever

　　Embarrassed by the crowd

　　I felt he found my letters

　　and read each one out loud

　　I prayed that he would finish

　　But he just kept right on...

　　Strumming my pain with his fingers

　　Singing my life with his words

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Telling my whole life with his words

　　Killing me softly

　　With his song...

　　He sang as if he knew me

　　In all my dark despair

　　And then he looked right through me

　　as if I was not there

　　And he just kept on singing,

　　Singing clear and strong...

　　Strumming my pain with his fingers

　　Singing my life with his words

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Telling my whole life with his words

　　Killing me softly

　　With his song...

　　He was strumming my pain with his fingers

　　Singing my life with his words

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Killing me softly with his song

　　Telling my whole life with his words

　　Killing me softly softly

　　Killing me softly softly

　　Killing me softly softly

　　Killing me softly softly