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 he knew me in all my dark despair~~~~
and then she looked right through me as if I wasn't there.~~~~~~~
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~~~~But she just came to singing, 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~~~~~~~
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~~~~~~~~~~~killing me softly with her song ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(letra: killing me softly, Frank Sinatra//
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Pronto. Tinha que ser. Pessoalmente gosto mais do género anterior, mas não deixo de admirar esta "melodia gráfica" e já estava a imaginar, não o Sinatra, mas aquela voz melodiosa da vocalista dos The Fugees.
Viva o teu bom gosto.
obrigada, pitacajo.
também estive a ouvir essa versão, mas prefiro a de Sinatra.
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