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Killing Me Softly With His Song - Lori Liberman

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Killing Me Softly With His Song - Lori Liberman (๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ํ™ฉํ™€ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ๋“œ๋„ค์š” - ๋กœ๋ฆฌ ๋ฆฌ๋ฒ ๋ฅด๋งŒ) I heard he sang a good song ๋‚œ ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ๊ทผ์‚ฌํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ๋ถ€๋ฅด๊ณ  I heard he had a style ๊ทธ๋งŒ์˜ ๋…ํŠนํ•œ ์Šคํƒ€์ผ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋“ค์—ˆ์–ด์š”. And so I came to see him ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋‚œ ์ž ์‹œ๋งŒ์ด๋ผ๋„ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ๋“ค์œผ๋ฉฐ to listen for a while ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ๋ณด๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์™”์ง€์š”. And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์—” ๋‚ฏ์ด ์ต์ง€ ์•Š์€ ์–ด๋ฆฐ ์†Œ๋…„์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด์š”. Strumming my pain with his fingers ๋‚ด ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ์†๋์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋ณ๊ฒŒ ์—ฐ์ฃผํ•˜๊ณ  Singing my life with his words ๋‚ด ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ๋กœ ๋…ธ๋ž˜ํ•˜๋ฉฐ Killing me softly with his song ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋‚  ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฝ๊ณ  ํ™ฉํ™€์ผ€ ํ•˜๋„ค์š”. Killing me softly with his song ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋‚  ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฝ๊ฒŒ ์‚ฌ๋กœ์žก๋„ค์š”. Telling my whole life with his words ๋‚ด ๋ชจ๋“  ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋งํ•ด์ฃผ๋ฉด์„œ Killing me softly with his song ์‚ด๋ฉฐ์‹œ ๋‚  ํ™ฉํ™€ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ๋“œ๋„ค์š”. I felt all flushed with fever Embarrassed by the crowd ๋‚œ ๋งŽ์€ ๊ตฐ์ค‘๋“ค์—๊ฒŒ ๋‹นํ™ฉํ•˜์—ฌ ์—ด๊ธฐ๋กœ ์–ผ๊ตด์ด ํ™• ๋‹ฌ์•„์˜ค๋Š”๊ฑธ ๋Š๊ผˆ์–ด์š”. I felt he found my letters ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ๋‚ด ํŽธ์ง€๋ฅผ ๋ฐœ๊ฒฌํ•œ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•˜์–ด์š”. and read each one out loud ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋Š” ํ•œ ์ค„ ํ•œ ์ค„ ํฐ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋กœ ์ฝ์–ด๋‚ด๋ ค ๊ฐ”์ฃ . I prayed that he would finish ๋‚œ ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ๋งŒํ•ด ์ฃผ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋žฌ์ง€๋งŒ but he just kept right on ๊ทธ๋Š” ๊ณ„์† ์ฝ์–ด ๋‚ด๋ ค๊ฐ”์ง€์š”. Strumming my pain with his fingers ๋‚ด ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ์†๋์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋ณ๊ฒŒ ์—ฐ์ฃผํ•˜๊ณ  Singing my life with his words.... ๋‚ด ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ๋กœ ๋…ธ๋ž˜ํ•˜๋ฉฐ Killing me softly with his song. ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋‚  ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฝ๊ณ  ํ™ฉํ™€์ผ€ ํ•˜๋„ค์š”. Killing me softly with his song ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋‚  ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฝ๊ฒŒ ์‚ฌ๋กœ์žก๋„ค์š”. Telling my whole life with his words ๋‚ด ๋ชจ๋“  ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋งํ•ด์ฃผ๋ฉด์„œ Killing me softly with his song ์‚ด๋ฉฐ์‹œ ๋‚  ํ™ฉํ™€ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ๋“œ๋„ค์š”. ============================== He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair ๊ทธ๋Š” ๋งˆ์น˜ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์•”์šธํ•œ ์ ˆ๋ง์— ๋น ์ง„๊ฑธ ์•„๋Š” ๋“ฏ์ด ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ๋ถˆ๋ €์ฃ . And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณค ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ ๊ณณ์— ์—†๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋Š” ์ชฝ์„ ๋šซ์–ด์ง€๊ฒŒ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ณด์•˜์–ด์š”. But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‚˜์„œ ๊ทธ๋Š” ๋ง‘๊ณ  ํž˜์žˆ๊ฒŒ ๊ณ„์† ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ๋ถˆ๋ €์–ด์š”. Strumming my pain with his fingers ๋‚ด ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ์†๋์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋ณ๊ฒŒ ์—ฐ์ฃผํ•˜๊ณ  Singing my life with his words.... ๋‚ด ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ๋กœ ๋…ธ๋ž˜ํ•˜๋ฉฐ Killing me softly with his song. ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋‚  ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฝ๊ณ  ํ™ฉํ™€์ผ€ ํ•˜๋„ค์š”. Killing me softly with his song ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋‚  ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฝ๊ฒŒ ์‚ฌ๋กœ์žก๋„ค์š”. Telling my whole life with his words ๋‚ด ๋ชจ๋“  ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ทธ์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๋งํ•ด์ฃผ๋ฉด์„œ Killing me softly with his song ์‚ด๋ฉฐ์‹œ ๋‚  ํ™ฉํ™€ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ๋“œ๋„ค์š”.