| Song | Killing Me Softly With His Song |
| Artist | 陈美龄 |
| Album | 不朽巨星 名曲珍藏 CD2 |
| Composer：Charles Fox/Norman Gimbels | |
| 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, | |
| 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 Wasn't There. | |
| And There He Was A 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. | |
| 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. |
| Composer: Charles Fox Norman Gimbels | |
| 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, | |
| 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 Wasn' t There. | |
| And There He Was A 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. | |
| 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. |