domingo, 11 de septiembre de 2011

Nº 2 ROBERTA FLACK "Killing me softly with his song" 1973

ROBERTA FLACK es una de las grandes voces de soul que, desde la década de los 70 formó parte importante del panorama musical mundial. Compré el sencillo de Atlantic en 1973, año en que salía esa maravillosa "Killing me softly with his song", que llegó al Nº1 en el mercado norteamericano y estuvo 5 semanas instalado en el mismo.
En España obtuvo el mismo reconocimiento, y, Roberta fue una de las cantantes que más sonaron en las emisoras de radio y en las primeras discotecas de la época, donde esa canción era, sin duda, de lo más bailado...en la parte "agarrado" o lento. Seguramente para muchas parejas esa es su canción de amor.
En Estados Unidos, aparte numerosos premios de crítica y público, fué elegida CANCION DEL AÑO 1973.



LA LETRA

Strumming my pain with his fingers.
(Singing my life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Tellin' my whole life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)

I heard he sang a good song.
I heard he had a style.
And so I came to see him,
To 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.)
(Tellin' my whole life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)

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.

(Strumming my pain with his fingers.)
(Singing my life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Tellin' my whole life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)

He sang as if he knew me,
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In all my dark despair.
And then he looked right through me,
As if I wasn't 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.)
(Tellin' my whole life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)

Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
La-la-la-ah-la-la.
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh.
La ah ah, ahhhh.
Ahh-ah, ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh.

(Strumming my pain with his fingers.)
(Singing my life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Tellin' my whole life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)

He was strumming my pain.
(Yeah, he was singing life.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Tellin' my whole life with his words.)
(Killing me softly with his song.)
(Charles Fox & Norman Gimbel)

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