Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
Lyrkit press

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!)

next

skip
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

Or rate me in Google Play:


And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Saint Etienne

The Bad Photographer

 

The Bad Photographer

(album: Good Humor - 1998)


Last Thursday, 5:30, a shoot in Ladbroke Grove
Hours later, hey waiter, could you pour some more of those

(All for you) And when I'm all alone
(All for you) I'm by the microphone (all for you)
(All for you) I see your photograph
(All for you) Don't even want (all for you) to laugh

Some secret must keep it, hey I wouldn't know who to tell
Next morning, fair warning, ooh you have you got something to sell

(All for you) And when I'm all alone
(All for you) I'm by the microphone (all for you)
(All for you) I see your photograph
(All for you) Don't even want (all for you) to laugh
Wide awake, the cold cold light of day
Realise my taste, my taste just slips away
I say my taste just slips away
(All for you) And when I'm all alone
(All for you) I'm by the microphone (all for you)
(All for you) I see your photograph
(All for you) Don't even want (all for you) to laugh

Days later saw the paper, how did I fall for you...

(All for you) And when I'm all alone
(All for you) I'm by the microphone (all for you)
(All for you) I see your photograph
(All for you) Don't even want (all for you) to laugh
(All for you) And when I'm all alone
(All for you) I'm by the microphone (all for you)
(All for you) I see your photograph
(All for you) Don't even want (all for you) to laugh

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?