Killing Me Softly
Jorginho Da Silva 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
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
With his song
The lyrics to Jorginho Da Silva's song "Killing Me Softly" describe the mesmerizing effect that a musician has on the singer, who feels like every word and note being sung is connected to her own life experiences. The repetitiveness of the chorus, "Killing me softly with his song," represents the overwhelming feeling of being so moved by the music. The imagery of the musician "strumming my pain with his fingers" and "singing my life with his words" illustrates the singer's sense of vulnerability and exposure in the moment.
When she hears the musician, she is struck not only by his talent, but also by the way he seems to understand her on an intimate level. Despite being surrounded by a crowd, she feels like she is the only one he is singing to. This powerful connection causes her to feel "flushed with fever" and embarrassed, but she is unable to look away.
The lyrics also suggest a sense of longing for the kind of connection that the musician is able to create. The singer mentions how she came to see him to "listen for a while," implying that she is searching for some kind of fulfillment that she hopes he can provide. Ultimately, the song conveys the idea that through music, we are able to connect with each other in a way that transcends words.
Line by Line Meaning
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Playing on my emotions and heartbreak with his guitar strums
Singing my life with his words
Expressing my own experiences through his lyrics and melodies
Killing me softly with his song
Overwhelming and affecting me in a deep and profound way
Telling my whole life with his words
Articulating my entire existence through his poetic and lyrical storytelling
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
Word has spread that he has a talent and distinct sound
And so I came to see him to listen for a while
Curiosity draws me to witness his performance and witness it firsthand
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
I see a new and unfamiliar face before me, but he already has an impact on me
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
Intense emotions like embarrassment and excitement overcame me in the midst of a public audience
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
It's as if he knows my private thoughts and feelings and reveals them through his performance
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
I wanted it to end, yet I couldn't help but be entranced and captivated by his song
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
His performance resonates with me in a deeply personal and emotional way
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
In spite of our connection through music, he remains a stranger and unattainable figure to me
And he just kept on singing, singing clear and strong
His unwavering and confident delivery of his craft continues to affect me deeply
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my life
His music reflected my own experiences and emotional turmoil
With his song
The power of his performance leaves a lasting impact on me
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHARLES FOX, NORMAN GIMBEL
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