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.
[LAURYN]
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 this song,
killing me softly with this 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, (One Time!)
Singing my life with his words, (Two Time!)
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]
(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 . . .
[shoutouts and fade]
trad
Mi uccide dolcemente
Strimpella il mio dolore con le sue dita
Canta la mia vita con le sue parole
Mi uccide dolcemente con il suo canto
mi uccide dolcemente con il suo canto
racconta l'intera mia vita con le sue parole
Mi uccide dolcemente con il suo canto
[LAURYN]
Ho sentito che cantava una bella canzone
Ho sentito che aveva stile
Così andai a vederlo e ad ascoltarlo per un po'
E questo ragazzo, estraneo ai miei occhi, era là
a strimpellare il mio dolore con le sue dita
a cantare la mia vita con le sue parole
a uccidermi dolcemente con il suo canto
a uccidermi dolcemente con il suo canto
a raccontare l'intera mia vita con le sue parole
a uccidermi dolcemente con il suo canto
Mi sentii tutta avvampare di febbre
imbarazzata a causa della folla
Sentii che lui aveva trovato le mie lettere
e le aveva lette ognuna ad alta voce
Pregai che avesse finito
lui invece continuò
a strimpellare il mio dolore con le sue dita
a cantare la mia vita con le sue parole
a uccidermi dolcemente con il suo canto
a uccidermi dolcemente con il suo canto
a raccontare l'intera mia vita con le sue parole
a uccidermi dolcemente con il suo canto
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