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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 Poor, The Fair And The Good

 

The Poor, The Fair And The Good

(album: Tanglewood Numbers - 2005)


The river winds 'round these little green hills
And stays in the woods for days
We were built to consider the unmanifested
And make of love an immaculate place

I hear a smile and a tear in you voice
Don't lay the groundwork for a case of remose
When you feel that first ice cold twist in the wind
I'll come back the way that I came
Shot of dixie hemlock will take care of the pain

Now a man keeps his money folded square in his pocket
And doesn't take everything that he could
He'll rise like a lion and line himself up
With the poor, the fair, and the good

When you feel that first ice cold twist in the wind
Will you hang a lamp at the end of the lane?
Black-eyed susans from the Maryland shore
We'll trim back the thorns around the hospital door
More will be seen than will be understood
Go with the poor, the fair, and the good
The poor, the fair, and the good

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