[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan[00:00.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan[00:00.000]Strumming my pain with his fingers[00:04.787]Singing my life with his words[00:09.285]Killing me softly with his song[00:14.554]Killing me softly with his song[00:20.055]Telling my whole life with his words[00:25.305]Killing me softly with his song[00:35.554]I heard he sang a good song[00:47.555]I heard he had a style[00:52.305]And so I came to see him and listen for a while[01:01.305]And there he was this young boy[01:08.554]A stranger to my eyes[01:13.074]Strumming my pain with his fingers[01:17.575]Singing my life with his words[01:22.574]Killing me softly with his song[01:26.849]Killing me softly with his song[01:32.348]Telling my whole life with his words[01:37.348]Killing me softly with his song[01:48.883]I felt all flushed with fever[01:54.634]Embarrassed by the crowd[01:59.384]I felt he found my letters and read each word out loud[02:09.422]I prayed that he would finish[02:15.671]But he just kept right on[02:19.922]Strumming my pain with his fingers[02:24.671]Singing my life with his words[02:29.674]Killing me softly with his song[02:34.420]Killing me softly with his song[02:39.422]Telling my whole life with his words[02:44.421]Killing me softly with his song[02:55.920]Strumming my pain with his fingers[03:36.921]Singing my life with his words[03:41.921]Killing me softly with his song