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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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Alela Diane

The Alder Trees

 

The Alder Trees

(album: To Be Still - 2009)


I can hear the elders whispering in words so sweet and low
The alder trees were listening to songs been sung before
My friend and I collecting skeletons of leaves
Making tiny piles, oh, and sifting through the weeds

Wind blows the tiny green, tiny green
Wind blows the tiny green, helicopter seeds
Wind blows the tiny green, tiny green
Wind blows the tiny green, helicopter seeds

Oh, wandering in days unfolding
With hats fashioned of mud and snake skin
Oh, wandering in days unfolding
With hats fashioned of mud and snake skin
Of mud and snake skin

As I think about the ladies who weren't allowed to sing
Sewing all their pretty rows of thread instead of singing
And what about the black braided sisters of Mariee?
We sat upon their grinding rock as children used to be

Beneath the knotted pine, knotted pine
Beneath the knotted pine at the garden's edge
Beneath the knotted pine, knotted pine
Beneath the knotted pine at the garden's edge

Oh, laughing, little girls clapping
Ghosts weaving our hair to baskets
Oh, laughing, little girls clapping
And ghosts weaving our hair to baskets
Our hair to baskets

I can hear the elders whispering in words so sweet and low
The alder trees were listening to songs been sung before
My friend and I collecting skeletons of leaves
Making tiny piles, oh, and sifting through the weeds
Making tiny piles, oh, and sifting through the weeds

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?