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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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David Keenan

Night Watchman

 

Night Watchman

(album: Isolation Tapes - 2020)


I'm the nightwatchman
Seeking out words and melody
In need of a bed
In need of a bed

I'm the nightwatchman
Seeking out words and melody
In need of a bed
In need of some head

Standing in the old clothes
That my childhood wore
When I was half as young as I am now
The Machine police build monuments to slobbery
But the Ewe tree laughs still into the wind

Some say yes, and some say no
'Til the sky turns black and blue

I'm the nightwatchman
Seeking out words and melody
In need of a bed
In need of some head

I am looking for the few
Who are waiting in the weeds
Grounded in the now
Sharpening the immortal plough

Standing in the old clothes
By the scantily clad shore
In wool, hand-stitched
By an East wall mother

No more sorrys now
The sea is a healer
I look back on it fondly
As sunlight floods the chamber

You then see what it was I saw
And the sky is an emerald green

The sky is an emerald green

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?