Killing Me Softly With His Song Ringtones

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, a 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'd 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 Oh, oh, oh, oh ah La-la, la, la, la, la Oh, la-la Oh, la-la, la-la, la, la La (la-la, la-la, la-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 song He was strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his song Killing me...

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. 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 was there a stranger Singing clear and loud 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...

Muy suavemente Tócame un vals con tus dedos Pinta de azul mi canción Mátame muy suavemente con tus palabras Rozando muy lentamente mis labios Hasta perderme, mátame Lo vi mientras cantaba Al fondo del salón Sintiendo de repente En mi alma un gran temor Narraba con tonadas Mi vida en su canción Tócame un vals con tus dedos Pinta de azul mi canción Mátame muy suavemente con tus palabras Rozando muy lentamente mis labios Hasta perderme, mátame Sentí faltarme el aire Buscando la razón Temí que había encontrado Mis cartas del cajón Leyendo fue muy claro Desnuda en su canción Tócame un vals con tus dedos Pinta de azul mi canción Mátame muy suavemente con tus palabras Rozando muy lentamente mis labios Hasta perderme, mátame Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh De azul Pinta de azul mi canción La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la ah-ah Cantó como insinuando Saber quién era yo Miró como buscando Y en mí ni se fijo Brillando con las luces Siguió con su canción Tócame un vals con tus dedos Pinta de azul mi canción Mátame muy suavemente con tus palabras Rozando muy lentamente mis labios Hasta perderme, mátame

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 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 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

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 But 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 Killing me softly, with her song

Strummin' my pain with her fingers, Singin' 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 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 Strummin' my pain with her fingers, Singin' 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 aloud I prayed that she would finish, But she just kept right on Strummin' my pain with her fingers, Singin' 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 But she was there this stranger, Singing clear and strong Strummin' my pain with her fingers, Singin' 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 Killing me softly, with her song