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Killing me softly with his song   Roberta Flack

*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(*)

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(*)

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(*)

情歌迷死人   蘿貝塔佛蕾克

他用手指輕撫我的傷痛
歌詞唱出了我的人生
他的歌溫柔得迷死人
他的歌溫柔得迷死人
歌詞道盡了我的一生
他的歌溫柔得迷死人

我聽說他歌唱得很好
極具個人風格
於是我特地前來
欣賞他的演唱
他出現了，這位年輕男孩
我眼中的陌生人

我感到臉紅，全身發燙
在群眾面前覺得不好意思
他看到了我寫的紙條
大聲的讀著每一個字
我祈禱著他能趕快唸完
但他卻一直唸著

他唱著，彷彿早就認識我
在我最陰暗沮喪的時候
然後，他看向我這邊來
好像我不存在似的
他繼續唱著
清晰而有力的唱著