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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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Wishbone Ash

Cell Of Fame

 

Cell Of Fame

(album: Raw To The Bone - 1985)


Isadora
Dancing
Can you see her?
Che Guavara
Marching beside her
Valentino
Loving every minute?
Don't you see them looking
Looking down on you?

Pictures on the walls of your room
Gonna help you play the parts
Of your ever changing mood.
Lying low
The cast is set around your bones
When all you ever wanted to be
Was plain Mister Jones.

Cell of fame
It's gonna trap you forever.
Self confessions
And your back's against the wall.

Idolized by the hands that hold the key
Not even time will set you free.
When it's your turn to leave
Hung at dawn
Then you will join up
With the faces looking on
That's where you belong.

Cell of fame
It's gonna trap you forever.
Self confessions
And your back's against the wall.

done

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