Killing Me Softly

by Julio IGLESIAS

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
oooooo
I heard he had a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him and 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 read my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed for him to 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'nt there
And there he was this young boy
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
oooooo
la la la la la la
oooooo
la la laaaaa.
la la la laaaaa
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
Yeah he was singing my life
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
RASGUEANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
ESCUCHÉ QUE CANTABA UNA BUENA CANCIÓN.
ESCUCHÉ QUE TENÍA UN ESTILO.
Y ENTONCES VINE A VERLO,
PARA ESCUCHAR UN RATO.
Y ALLÍ ESTABA ÉL, ESTE JOVEN,
UN EXTRAÑO PARA MIS OJOS.
RASGANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
ME SENTÍ TODA SONROJADA CON FIEBRE,
AVERGONZADA POR EL PÚBLICO.
SENTÍ QUE ÉL ENCONTRÓ MIS CARTAS,
Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español
Y LEYÓ CADA UNA DE ELLAS EN VOZ ALTA.
ROGUÉ PARA QUE TERMINE,
PERO ÉL SÓLO SEGUÍA.
RASGANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
CANTABA COMO SI ME CONOCIERA
EN TODAS MIS PENURIAS.
Y LUEGO MIRÓ JUSTO A TRAVÉS MÍO
COMO SI YO NO ESTUVIERA ALLÍ.
Y SIMPLEMENTE SIGUIÓ CANTANDO,
CANTANDO CLARO Y FUERTE.
RASGANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
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Killing Me Softly

by אתי אנקרי

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 wasn't there.
But he just came to 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, oh, he was singing my song.
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 ...
With his song ...
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Killing me softly

by Descendents

I heard he sang a good song, i heard he had a style
And so i came to see him, and listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
CHORUS:
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
(repeat chorus)
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
(rpt chorus)
He sang as if he knew me, and all my dark despair
He kept on looking right through me as if i wasn't there
And then he kept on singing, singing clear and strong
(repeat chorus till fade)
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Killing Me Softly

by Nelly

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 and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, 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
Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge
(Bust it)
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.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
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Killing Me Softly

by 50 CENT

Son tantas las cosas que dice
Canta mi historia esa voz
Suave me mata su ritmo esos acordes
Yo he visto toda mi vida
Pasando por sus palabras, su emoción
Oí que alguien cantaba
Una buena canción
Era un muchacho dulce
Un angel dije yo
Que estilo aquel
que suerte
tuve en conocerle
Toca mi piel cuando dice
hondas palabras de amor
Suave me mata su ritmo
Y al encontrarle ya nada
Pareció extraño
me hizo sentir de nuevo la pasión
Pedazos de mi vida
narraba su canción
¿De donde me conoce?
Qué extraño pense yo
Cantaba mi esperanza y un poco mi dolor
Suave me mata este canto
Sostiene mi vida esa voz
Suave me mata este ritmo
esa mirada sonrisa cambia mi vida
cantando con toda el alma su canción
Atrás quedan temores
Toda la soledad
Un nuevo sol inunda
Entera la ciudad
La conoci cantando con su canción y encanto
Una emoción increible
Canta mi vida esa voz
Canción que me está matando
Y me despierta su ritmo tan dulces sueños dormidos
Nuevos caminos de mi amor
Killing me softly Lá lá lá
Killing me softly
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Killing me softly

by Pink floyd

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
Embarassed 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 wasnt there
But he was there this stranger
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
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Killing Me Softly

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
Hi, yo yea yea. now this is wyclef refugee
el boogie up in here (doo dooo doo doo)
one time one time one time
hey yo L you know you got the lyrics!
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, and 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 aloud
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
ohh oh oh oh... ohhhhhhhhhh
aahhh la la ah ah ah ah.....
la la la la la la ohhhhh la la ah
oh oh oh laaaaaa ahhhhhhhhhh
Strumming my pain with his fingers
(yes he was) 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
strummin my pain. yeyeyeyeye

Killing Me Softly

by N.E.R.D.

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 and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, 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
Yo l-boogie, take it to the bridge
(bust it)
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.
Strumming my pain with his finger
yeah 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 with his song.
[shoutouts and fade]
RASGUEANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
ESCUCHÉ QUE CANTABA UNA BUENA CANCIÓN.
ESCUCHÉ QUE TENÍA UN ESTILO.
Y ENTONCES VINE A VERLO,
PARA ESCUCHAR UN RATO.
Y ALLÍ ESTABA ÉL, ESTE JOVEN,
UN EXTRAÑO PARA MIS OJOS.
RASGANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
ME SENTÍ TODA SONROJADA CON FIEBRE,
AVERGONZADA POR EL PÚBLICO.
SENTÍ QUE ÉL ENCONTRÓ MIS CARTAS,
Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español
Y LEYÓ CADA UNA DE ELLAS EN VOZ ALTA.
ROGUÉ PARA QUE TERMINE,
PERO ÉL SÓLO SEGUÍA.
RASGANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
CANTABA COMO SI ME CONOCIERA
EN TODAS MIS PENURIAS.
Y LUEGO MIRÓ JUSTO A TRAVÉS MÍO
COMO SI YO NO ESTUVIERA ALLÍ.
Y SIMPLEMENTE SIGUIÓ CANTANDO,
CANTANDO CLARO Y FUERTE.
RASGANDO MI DOLOR CON SUS DEDOS,
CANTANDO MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE CON SU CANCIÓN,
CONTANDO TODA MI VIDA CON SUS PALABRAS,
MATÁNDOME SUAVEMENTE, CON SU CANCIÓN.
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Killing Me Softly

by Timo Maas

[LAURYN:]
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 and listen for a while.
And there he was this young bwoy, 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
[CLEF:]
Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge
[LAURYN:]
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.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
shoutouts and fade.
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killing me softly

by Kristin Chenoweth

Strummin 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 killin me softly with his song
(Verse 1)
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so i came to see him and listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
a stranger to my eyes
(Chorus)
Strummin my pain with his fingers(ONE TIME,ONE TIME)
Singin my life with his words (TWO TIMES,TWO TIMES)
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song telling my whole life
with his words killin me softly with his song
(Verse 2)
I felt all flushed with fever
embrarrassed 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
(Chorus)
Strummin my pain with his fingers (1 time 1 time)
Singin my life with his words (2 times 2 times)
killing me softly with his song
Killing softly with his song telling my whole life
with his words killin me softly with his song
(Hook)
I said whoa oooooh oh oh whoa oooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ha ha ha aaah la la la la la la la whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh la la la,la la la la la la la la whoa oh oh oh la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
(Chorus)
Strummin my pain with his fingers (yeeeees he was)
Singin my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his SONG telling my whole life
with his words killin me softly with his song
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killing me softly

by Ray Charles With Van Morrison

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 and 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 wasn't 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

Killing Me Softly

by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

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 wasn't 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.
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Killing Me Softly

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
kept right on
kept right on
and on and on and on and on and on
strumming my pain with his fingers
singing my life with his words
killing me softly with his song
killing me....
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 wasn't there
but he just came to singing
singing clear and strong
you're killing me softly
with his song

Killing Me Softly

by Alanis Morissette

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 and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, 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
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.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
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Killing Me Softly

by Kings Of Convenience

I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
And so I came to see her and listen for a while.
And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
telling my whole life with her words,
killing me softly with her song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt she found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that she would finish but she just kept right on.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
telling my whole life with her words,
killing me softly with her song
She sang as if she knew me in all my dark despair
and then she looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
And she was there the stranger singing clear and strong.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
telling my whole life with her words,
killing me softly with her song.
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Killing Me Softly

by Elvis Costello

I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To listen for a while
And there she was
This young girl
A stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain
With her fingers
She was singing
My life with her words
Killing me softly
With her song
Killing me softly
With her song
Telling my whole life
With her words
Killing me softly
With her song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt she found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that she would finish
But she just kept right on
Hoo, ooh...
She sang as if
She knew me, yeah
In all my dark despair
And then she looked
Right through me
As if I wasn't there
But she just kept
On singing strong
Singing clear and
Strumming my pain
With her fingers
She was singing
My life with her words
(She was, she was)
Killing me softly
With her song
Killing me softly
With her song
Telling my whole life
With her words
Killing me softly
With her song
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