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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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Rendez-Vous Col Delirio

 

Rendez-Vous Col Delirio

(album: Rimo Da Quando - 2010)


La vita è troppo corta e questa notte brucio e sfascio
Gli MC li lascio indietro di 100 passi come Lo Cascio
A dirlo vengo in faccia come un cumshot
On and on, amo stare sotto effetti, scambio affetti su un futon
Liricisti col verso proibito
Tipe superfreak come Rick, infradito
Clique feticisti
Fondo le casse dell'hi-fi Hitachi
Lei panta camo, Sal Ferragamo disegna i suoi tacchi
Impennate su Kawasaki
Il souvlaki macchia i miei khaki
Spliff? Non lo passo mai, sai, mangio spesso pollo Kentucky
Creature sublunari, corrotte e mortali
Le mie nuove sneakers piacciono alle lolite ultramateriali
Qui si alzano i gradi Kelvin, pelviche come Elvis
In dancehall con chinadoll, ho stili spessi come Kevin
I fra': spingono a palla
Tu punk: spilla da balia
Adesso sono fuori come il salto della quaglia!

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