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.
客有妙歌
独具一格
吾闻趋听
素未谋面
吾诧其少
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.
弦动我痛
词诉我生
其歌索命
其曲断魂
唱尽我生
撕我心肺
I felt all flushed with fever embarrassed 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.
如遭群嘲，面赤无措
似信曝光，当众宣读
祈其速止，朗声不息
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.
弦拨旧痛
歌述我生
其曲追命
其歌断魂
似诉我生
肝肠俱断
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair.
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
But he was that a stranger, singing clear and strong.
我之绝望，尽在其歌
其目掠过，如我不存
陌生歌者，清音嘹亮
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.
弦拨我痛
词述我生
其歌夺命
其曲索魂
诉尽我生
肝肠寸断