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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Widespread Panic

Holden Oversoul

 

Holden Oversoul

(album: Space Wrangler - 1988)


The screen door to the farmer's porch
To the back porch, to the backlands
It's never left closed

A new air pushed a full wind
That brought worlds on through
That only he could know

As the last of November passed
With his new life, with his new wife
She said she was feeling a little cold

The ghost of a clown just danced in and
Did a few tricks and danced out again
Warming a farmer's soul

Summer was all there was
We were working, breathing heat
Terror rising out of control

Through that door came a breeze
Wrapped on through our heads and around our spines
Cooling off the burning floor

The morning's breaking woke us long enough
We were sure we could see
The whole of some older birds
Riding to the ground on the falling leaves
Riding to the ground on some falling leaves
One last time
One last time
To feed

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?