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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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Ghosts Of Catalonia

 

Ghosts Of Catalonia

(album: Traitors - 2008)


Onwards together, with boundless visions of hope
The fire of souls alive, on mountains of Aragon
Clarion calls freely answered, and with haste
Brigades, volunteers defending this chosen place

'36 swept in the tides of autonomy
Damning their odious order undone
Blood on the graves of our fathers
Armed with ideas, unwieldy and strong
Awaiting the spit of the fascist
To drive him back into Acheron

We stand at the door of upheaval, alone
As allies seek to appease
Iberia yields to oppression
Berlin gives rise to the Beast
Forward, under Lleidan skies
Condors winding, circling high
Broken bodies, brothers at arms
Giving, dying with hope in their hearts

These days that we live for ourselves
Catalunya, what is to come

Fighting for three years we carried a vision
The anarchist bit, the socialist bled
Is what we had here forgotten
A ghost, a footnote in time long dead?

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