🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Killing Me Softly With His Song - Allison Iraheta

 Strumming my  with his fingers,
 Singing my life with  words,
 Killing me softly with  song,
 Killing me softly  his song,
 Telling my whole life with his 
  me softly with his song ...
 
 I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had  style.
 And so I came to see him to  for a while.
  there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.
 
 Strumming my pain with  fingers,
  my life with his words,
  me softly with his song,
 Killing me  with his song,
  my whole life with his words,
 Killing me softly with  song ...
 
 I felt all flushed with fever,  by the crowd,
 I felt he found my letters and  each one out loud.
 I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right  ...
 
  my pain with his fingers,
 Anh
 Singing  life with his words,
 Killing me  with his song,
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Telling my whole  with his words,
 Killing me  with his song ...
 
 He sang as if he knew  in all my dark despair.
 And  he looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
 But  just came to singing, singing clear and strong.
 
  my pain with his fingers,
 Singing  life with his words,
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Killing me softly  his song,
 Telling my whole life with  words,
 Killing me softly with his song 
 
 He was strumming, oh, he  singing my life.
 Killing me softly with  song,
 Killing me softly  his song,
 Telling my  life with his words,
 Killing me softly with  song ...
 With his  ...