歌：ベッツィ&クリス
作詞：GIMBEL NORMAN
作曲：FOX CHARLES
発売：2009-06-20 08:02:22
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 me life with his wards
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling me whole life with his wards
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 me life with his wards
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling me whole life with his wards
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
In there is vital crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out Loud
Afraid that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing me life with his wards
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling me whole life with his wards
Killing me softly with his song