やさしく歌って(yasashikuutatte) 雪村いづみ
- Lyricist:
Norman Gimbel(nomanjinberu)
- Composer:
Charles Fox(charuzufokkusu)
- Release Date:04-16-2008
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tada , nantonaku rai te mi ta no yo
minna ga tottemo suteki datte iu kara .
kurai butai sute ^ ji no ue no mishiranu utaite
ano nin no uta ga watashi no mune wo
yasashiku hikisaku no
shini sou yo
datte watashi no kokoro wo sono manma ni
ano nin ha utau n da mono
I heard he sang a good song ,
I heard he had a style
and so I came to see him
and listen for a while .
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 ,
embarassed 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 wasnt 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 .
minna ga tottemo suteki datte iu kara .
kurai butai sute ^ ji no ue no mishiranu utaite
ano nin no uta ga watashi no mune wo
yasashiku hikisaku no
shini sou yo
datte watashi no kokoro wo sono manma ni
ano nin ha utau n da mono
I heard he sang a good song ,
I heard he had a style
and so I came to see him
and listen for a while .
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 ,
embarassed 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 wasnt 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 .
