Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
Lyrkit press

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!)

next

skip
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

Or rate me in Google Play:


And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Alphaville

Script Of A Dead Poet

 

Script Of A Dead Poet

(album: Dreamscapes - 1999)


The coffee black and nearly cold
and i look back while hours pass by
a sheet of paper on the table torn to shreds
if you are able to solve the puzzle, try
it's my last script that you may hold
or wipe away when the bar has closed
my last remains here in your hands and in the end
what i was writing for, i just don't know
don't know

how many times to make youy understand
or was it for the triumph of applauding hands
how many words i had to spell and all the stories i would tell
for the short and orgiastic turn when'd you say: well

what were they for, these black inked dreams
a guaranty that i was wise
and so called gods define an entrance for eternal life
into a masterpeace of mine
all i wanted to be
was extraordinary, extraordinary
and maybe i was wrong
how many people have i killed
with my suicidal songs

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?