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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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Nadia Reid

Poor Boy

 

Poor Boy


Never sing for my supper
I never help my neighbour
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labour

I'm a poor boy
I'm a rover
Count your coins and throw them over my shoulder
I may grow older

Nobody knows how cold it grows
Nobody sees how shaky my knees
Nobody cares how steep my stairs
And nobody smiles if I cross their stiles

Oh, poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh, poor boy
So worried for his health
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight?

Never know what I came for
Seems that I've forgotten
Never ask what I came for
Or how I was begotten

I'm a poor boy
I'm a ranger
Things I say may seem stranger than Sunday changing to Monday

Nobody knows how cold it flows
And nobody feels the worn-down heels
Nobody's eyes make the skies
And nobody spreads their aching heads

Oh, poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh, poor boy
So keen to take a wife
He's a mess, but he'll say yes
If you just dress in white

Oh, poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh, poor boy
So worried for his health

Oh, poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh, poor boy
So keen to take a wife

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