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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 Mountain Goats

Going To Monaco

 

Going To Monaco

(album: Bitter Melon Farm - 1999)


[Spoken:]
...the sergeant drop to the ground
In the shadow of a low branch
They heard a branch crack to the left
Then the sound of footsteps
Two of the renegades carrying firewood, a third with a rifle
Were walking towards them
Closer and closer

The sea gobbles up the full sun
And I look at you and I know you're the one
The one I used to know something about
And I try to say what it was, but the words won't come out
And you ask me to hold you
That's the devils' work.

You show your palms and I see they're empty
And I'd check them twice if you'd let me
But you wouldn't do that now would you?
I didn't think so.
And you ask me to hold you
That's the devils' work.

We stand on the sand and we watch the world turn
And we stand on the sand and we watch the water burn
And we stand on the sand six inches from one another
And the sands burn and blow and neither one of runs for cover
And you ask me to hold you
That's the devils' work.
And you ask me to hold you
That's the devils' work

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