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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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Mary Black

The Holy Ground

 

The Holy Ground

(album: The Holy Ground - 1993)


I was born on the holy ground
A running child in fields of clover
I was living in the grandeur
Of my father's land
Mmm...

By the side of the swirling sea
I spent the days of childish wonder
And the rocks I held in my young hands
I never felt them slip away

Well, the sun shone bright upon the waves
And the wind blew high as I was leaving
And I sailed so far away
Looking for adventure
Mmm...

But I would not stay where the city streets
Proclaimed so loudly man's endeavours
Though music is a pretty thing
In fine company

And the wilderness took my breath away
Under a sun that never falters
I felt I had to find my way
Where no-one ever goes
Mmm...

It was in the south that my new home lay
With a dark eyed boy and wild horses
With humming birds and roses there
In old Mexico

There the winds of change, they blew so far
Of liberty and revolution
And it seemed that each man heard in his breast
The drumming of a nation
Mmm...

I was born on the holy ground
A running child in fields of clover
I was living in the grandeur
Of my father's land
Mmm...

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