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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

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I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Tracy Chapman

If These Are The Things

 

If These Are The Things

(album: Matters Of The Heart - 1992)


If these are the things that
Dreams are made of
Why don't I dream
Anymore

I've tried to tell myself
Nothing's changed my dear
But I look around me
And think maybe that's not so

I only have nightmares
And wake up with cold sweat
Coming through my pores

Why don't I dream anymore

I'm in the garden
All the trees bear fruit
I have to pick them before they fall
I finally grab one
I hold it in my hand
I open it up
It's rotten to the core

Why don't I dream anymore

If these are the things that
Dreams are made of
Why don't I dream
Anymore

We lose our patience
Lose our trust
Yes we lose our innocence
To forget our sorrow and hide our pain
We lose old memories
But dreams are what life's worth living for

I wish I could dream
Once more

I'm in the garden
All the trees bear fruit
I have to pick them before they fall
I finally grab one
I hold it in my hand
I open it up
It's rotten to the core

Why don't I dream anymore

If these are the things that
Dreams are made of
Why don't I dream anymore

I've tried to tell myself
It's all for the best my dear
But I look around me and think
Maybe that's not so

I only have nightmares
Wake up in a cold sweat
Have I become as corrupt
As all I abhor

I'm in the garden
All the trees bear fruit
I have to pick them before they fall
I finally grab one
I hold it in my hand
I open it up
It's rotten to the core

Why don't I dream anymore

If these are the things that
Dreams are made of
If these are the things that
Dreams are made of
If these are the things that
Dreams are made of

I don't want anymore

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