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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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Iris DeMent

Mornin' Glory

 

Mornin' Glory

(album: Sing The Delta - 2012)


Morning glory, fuschia in green
You sweet little Jezebel in my garden of dreams
Petals clenched tightly in the late morning sun
My day is just starting, Your day is done

Apple-green butterfly lites upon you
Once, then again, he calls
Trying so hard to get through
He dances and somersaults
Then floats away blue
His bold ambition has failed to sway you

Morning glory, fuschia in green
You sweet little Jezebel in my garden of dreams
Petals clenched tightly in the late morning sun
My day is just starting, Your day is done

Vines wrap the south side-porch
Up the lattice they climb
The clothes nearly touch the ground
On that saggin clothes line
Paint's peeled and screens are torn
I got so much to do
But I'll steal one minute more
Of this glory with you

Morning glory, fuschia in green
You sweet little Jezebel in my garden of dreams
Petals clenched tightly in the late morning sun
My day is just starting, Your day is done

done

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