Killing Me Softly With Her Song
Perry Como Lyrics


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I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To listen for a while

And there she was this young girl
A stranger to my eyes
Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' 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 aloud

I prayed that she would finish
But she just kept right on

Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' 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 she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there

But she was there, this stranger
Singing clear and strong

Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' 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





Killing me softly, with her song

Overall Meaning

In Perry Como's "Killing Me Softly With Her Song," the singer shares his experience of listening to a young girl sing and realizing that she is singing about his life with uncanny accuracy. The song reflects on the power of music to move and impact people on a personal level. The singer is drawn in by the rumors of this girl's musical talent and style and decides to go listen to her music live. Seeing her in person, he is struck by her youthful appearance and unfamiliarity. However, her performance soon has a profound affect on him - she is "strumming my pain with her fingers, singing my life with her words," and "telling my whole life with her words."


The second verse details how the emotions that the singer feels while listening to the young girl sing are overwhelming. His face flushes with emotion and he feels embarrassed and vulnerable in front of the crowd. The lyrics also reflect the singer's fear that she might have found his secret letters and read them out loud to the audience. However, he can't seem to turn away from her performance, even though he prays that it will soon come to an end. The last verse shows the depth of emotion and identification that the singer feels with the young girl as she seemingly sings about his personal struggles and experiences. She sings as if she knows him in his "dark despair," yet she is still a stranger. The song ends on the haunting refrain of "killing me softly with her song," as the singer recognizes the power that music has to connect with and impact people.


Line by Line Meaning

I heard she sang a good song
I had heard that she had a talent for singing and creating beautiful songs


I heard she had a style
I had heard that she had her own unique flair and approach to singing


And so I came to see her
I made the effort to go see her perform in person


To listen for a while
To hear her sing for a short period of time


And there she was this young girl
When I arrived, I saw a young girl performing


A stranger to my eyes
I did not know this girl at all


Strummin' my pain with her fingers
She played her guitar in such a way that it conveyed the pain and emotion I was feeling


Singin' my life with her words
Her lyrics spoke so closely to my own experiences in life


Killing me softly with her song
Her song was having a profound emotional effect on me that was difficult to handle


Killing me softly, with her song
Her song was continuing to cause me emotional distress


Telling my whole life with her words
Her lyrics were so accurate and on point, it was as if she had lived my life herself


I felt all flushed with fever
I was overcome with emotion, feeling a mix of embarrassment and intense emotional arousal


Embarrassed by the crowd
I was also affected by the presence of others in the audience, feeling exposed and self-conscious


I felt she found my letters
I was concerned that she had somehow discovered personal things about me that I had not shared with anyone else


And read each one aloud
My concerns were fueled by the fact that her lyrics seemed to directly reference things I had written about in private letters


I prayed that she would finish
I began to feel overwhelmed and wanted the performance to end


But she just kept right on
Despite my discomfort, the performer continued to sing and play her guitar without pause


She sang as if she knew me
Her lyrics felt so personal that it was as if she had been reading my mind


In all my dark despair
The lyrics brought up emotions and feelings that I thought were buried deep inside me


And then she looked right through me
Although her lyrics seemed to know everything about me, the performer herself did not acknowledge my presence


As if I wasn't there
It was as if my own experiences and emotions did not matter compared to the power of her song


But she was there, this stranger
Despite her emotional influence on me, I still did not know anything about her as a person


Singing clear and strong
Her voice was steady and unwavering, even as she expressed raw emotion through her lyrics


Killing me softly with her song
The profound emotional impact of her performance continued to linger even after she finished playing


Killing me softly, with her song
The emotional impact of her song was so strong that it felt like a physical wound that would not heal


Telling my whole life with her words
The performer's ability to convey such a deeply personal experience through her song was both impressive and overwhelming


Killing me softly, with her song
The discomfort and emotional distress caused by the song lingered even after I had left the performance




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Written by: Johnny Mandel, Paul Webster

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Balvahkiin M.

I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To 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 aloud

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 she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there

But she was there, this stranger
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

Killing me softly, with her song.



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I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To 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 aloud

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 she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there

But she was there, this stranger
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

Killing me softly, with her song.



Andrey Mikhailov

«Killing me softly»

I heard she sang a good song,
I heard she had a style.
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 aloud.
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 she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there.
But she was there this stranger,
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.



Nguyen Nguyễn

Killing me softly with her song
I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To 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 aloud

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 she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there

But she was there, this stranger
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

Killing me softly, with her song.



mija1

LYRICS:


I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To listen for a while

And there she was this young girl
A stranger to my eyes

Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' 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 aloud

I prayed that she would finish
But she just kept right on

Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' 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 she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there

But she was there, this stranger
Singing clear and strong

Strummin' my pain with her fingers
Singin' 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

Killing me softly, with her song



Luis Cavalcanti

I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
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 she knew me in all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
But she was there, the stranger, 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
Killing me softly, with her song.



Bakhit Novel

I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
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.
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



Bakhit Novel

I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
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.
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



Samriddhi Shakya

I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
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.
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

P.S. this is for myself to see. Lol



All comments from YouTube:

Anjan Chakraborty

https://youtu.be/ydvqON4_cFY
Killing me softly by Anne Murray

Christine Charles

This is Frank Sinatra, not Perry Como. And the woman was me. In my dreams 😉 But I am a trained opera singer and teacher and I teach listening before I let my students even hum.

n k

killing me softly Johnny Mathis
killing me softly Roberta Flack

Katrina Solien

I love this rendition. So beautifully sung. And the voice is so serenading. 💖

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Joshüa 115

I feel bad for this dude he made such a powerful song and all the credit was givin to Sinatra
So sad

Jack Mihoff

Fugues: am i a joke to you?

xxx xxx

Dlatego bede dbala onto, zeby tak nie bylo

thimball

Facts

Sukla Ghosh

Beautifull sang by pery como ❤️ this is not sang by FRANK SINATRA BN Michael

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Fun Ghoul

Perry Como: I finally finished singing this, now time to see what the people think-
Everyone: Omg, I can't believe Frank Sinatra sang this!!!
Perry Como:


Am I a joke to you?

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