I heard he sang a good song
听说他唱过一首好歌
I heard he had a style
很有自己的风格
And so I came to see him to listen for a while
于是我前去一睹其容
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
只见翩翩陌生少年

Strumming my pain with his fingers
他用指尖拨动我心苦楚
Singing my life with his words
他用歌词吟唱我的一生
Killing me softly with his song
我醉倒在他的歌声里
Killing me softly with his song
我醉倒在他的歌声里
Telling my whole life with his words
他的歌词就这么道尽我的一生
Killing me softly with his song
我醉倒在他的歌声里

I felt all flushed with fever embarrassed by the crowd
我脸颊潮红羞怯于众
I felt he found my letters and read each word aloud
我感觉是他发现了我的信，大声地在读着一字一句。
I prayed that he would finish， But he just kept right on
我祈祷这一幕尽快结束，但他却没有停下来的意思

Strumming my pain with his fingers
用手指 弹奏出我的苦楚
Singing my life with his words
用歌词唱出我的生活
Killing me softly with his song
用轻歌他销我的魂
Killing me softly with his song
用轻歌他销我的魂
Telling my whole life with his words
他用言语道尽我的一生
Killing me softly with his song
用轻歌他销我的魂

He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
他的歌声，仿佛懂得我无尽的绝望
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
他将我看透，仿佛我并不在那里
And he just kept on singing
他兀自吟唱
Singing clear and strong
清晰而响亮

Strumming my pain with his fingers
用手指 弹奏出我的苦楚
Singing my life with his words
用歌词唱出我的生活
Killing me softly with his song
我醉倒在他的歌声里
Killing me softly with his song
我醉倒在他的歌声里
Telling my whole life with his words
他用言语道尽我的一生
Killing me softly with his song
我醉倒在他的歌声里