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Killing Me Softly With His Song(live from MCM)

Song	Killing Me Softly With His Song(live from MCM)
Artist	Fugees
Album	Greatest Hits

Lyrics

	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,
	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 sa if he knew me ,
	In all my dark despair
	And then he looked right through me ,
	AS if l wasn't there
	and he just keep on saying ,
	Sining 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.
	oh la...oh la.
	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 son
	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.

Pinyin

	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,
	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 sa if he knew me ,
	In all my dark despair
	And then he looked right through me ,
	AS if l wasn' t there
	and he just keep on saying ,
	Sining 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.
	oh la... oh la.
	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 son
	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.