Ohí, que alguien cantaba una buena canción una muchacha dulce, un angel dije yo Que estilo aquel, que suerte, pude reconocerle. Strumming my pain with his finger 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 Y atrás quedan temores, sólo la soledad de donde me conocen, que extraño pensé yo. Que estilo aquel que suerte, pude reconocerle. Strumming my pain with his finger 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 ...
