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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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The Drums

Pretty Cloud

 

Pretty Cloud

(album: Brutalism - 2019)


My pretty cloud in the sky
I'm watching you from afar
Sometimes you float up and grace me with sun
And sometimes you come very close
And multiply yourself
Heavy and thick raining sorrow on me

Still I am blissful
In whatever you give me
I lean on the mystery
Of who you are
Still I am blissful
In whatever you show me
A real curiosity of who you are

Sensitive to temperature
Sensitive to moisture
Sensitive to the winds that always come
And there are days where you spread yourself
So thin across the atmosphere
That I can't see you
Anymore

Still I am blissful
In whatever you give me
I lean on the mystery
Of who you are
Still I am blissful
In whatever you show me
A real curiosity of who you are

[Antoine's voice on phone message:]
"Hey I'm so sorry you feel sad. I wanted to tell you that I love your sensitivity and I was so glad you called me this morning. And for the messages that you sent me yesterday that I woke up with. I saw when we were calling that your face did change. I'm so sorry, I love you. Even if I go to Paris, you'll just have to come with me..."

Still I am blissful
In whatever you give me
I lean on the mystery
Of who you are
Still I am blissful
In whatever you show me
A real curiosity of who you are

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