Killing Me Softly With His Song *** www.ipmusicslow.ch
Flack Roberta Lyrics
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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 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
And 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
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
La, la, la, la, la, la, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, la
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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 was strumming my pain
Yeah, he was singing my life
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
"Killing Me Softly With His Song" is a song about a woman who is deeply moved by a performer's ability to express her deepest emotions through his singing. The song speaks about how the performer is able to strum her pain with his fingers and sing her life with his words. The woman hears from others that the performer is talented, so she decides to go see him. She is immediately entranced by his singing — he sings as if he knows all her secrets and it feels like he's telling her entire life story with his words.
As the song progresses, we see that the performer's singing is so powerful that it begins to physically affect the woman, leaving her flushed with fever and embarrassed by the crowd. She imagines that he has found her letters and is reading them out loud, causing her to feel exposed and vulnerable. Despite this discomfort, she cannot help but be moved by his singing.
Towards the end of the song, the woman reflects on how the performer was able to sing as if he knew her in her darkest moments. Yet, at the same time, she feels invisible to him. This juxtaposition speaks to the universal experience of being deeply moved by a work of art while at the same time feeling disconnected from the creator.
Line by Line Meaning
Strumming my pain with his fingers
He is playing the guitar in a way that mimics my emotional pain.
Singing my life with his words
Through his lyrics, he is conveying the story of my life.
Killing me softly with his song
He is hitting me deeply with his music and its meaning.
Telling my whole life with his words
He is narrating my entire life story through his song.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
I was told that he is a talented singer and has a unique style of his own.
And so I came to see him to listen for a while
I decided to go and hear him play so that I could enjoy his music for some time.
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
I saw him for the first time and did not recognize him.
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I got nervous and embarrassed when I saw that many people had gathered to watch him perform.
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
It seemed as if he knew all of my secrets and was revealing them to the world through his lyrics.
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
I hoped that his song would end soon, but he kept playing without stopping.
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
He sang with such empathy that it felt like he understood my deepest sadness.
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
After singing about my struggles, he seemed to forget about me and move on without a second thought.
But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong
Despite my mixed feelings, he continued singing with a powerful voice and clear message.
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Norman Gimbel, Charles Fox
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