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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 Waterboys

Gala

 

Gala

(album: The Waterboys - 1983)


Gala hangs from the window frame
Dressed in black and white
Her face is colourless
In the moonlight
She turns around and her lips move
But the words just drop away
She leans on the back of a chair
And her arms begin to sway
She and I can hear voices
Talking in the room next door
Saying things we used to say
That we can't believe in any more
We've seen too many castles crumble
Made too many innocent mistakes
Who could have known that one house
Could hold so much heartbreak?

And then the clockbell rings
The wind blows in
Gala makes for the door.
Her eyes blaze
And her hands are shaking
She opens her mouth and ROARS!
Gala doesn't want, Gala doesn't need
She claws at her face
With her nails till it bleeds
She runs down the stairs
In her poor bare-feet
She's too woman to cry or go down on her knees
Then her mother is there
And her voice is soft
She pulls Gala close
She soothes Gala's cuts
And gently chides
And Gala knows...

That Gala shouldn't worry
She needn't be afraid
Because there are sailors on the sea tonight
In ships that God made
Look! They cast out the line
With a "heave two-three-four"
And they sing as they pull
Our lost souls aboard

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