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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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Bruce Cockburn

Five Fifty-One

 

Five Fifty-One

(album: Small Source Of Comfort - 2011)


Knots in my muscles, too much traffic in my mind
Traffic in my mind, traffic in my mind
Knots in my muscles, too much traffic in my mind
It was five fifty-one, gray light creeping through the blind

Small source of comfort, dawn was breaking in the air
Breaking in the air, breaking in the air
Small source of comfort, dawn was breaking in the air
You don't take these things for granted when you think of what's in need of repair

Out on the sidewalk there was diesel on the breeze
Diesel on the breeze, diesel on the breeze
Out on the sidewalk there was diesel on the breeze
They're always getting away with something when they think there's no one there to see

Middle of the night cops came knocking on my door
Knocking on my door, knocking at my door
Middle of the night cops come knocking at my door
I still don't know what my neighbor called them for

Knots in my muscles, too much traffic in my mind
Traffic in my mind, traffic in my mind
Knots in my muscles, too much traffic in my mind
It was five fifty-one, gray light creeping through the blind

done

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