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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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Andres Calamaro

El Perro

 

El Perro

(album: On The Rock - 2010)


Muerto el perro se acabó la rabia
No sos aquel amigo de los turcos de Malabia
Tanto perro en cancha de bochas
El turquito se lastima en la neblina

Lástima Argentina
Eras un bizcochuelo
Ahora sos gelatina

Otra vez nadie dice la verdad
Ni en pedo ni de casualidad
La coima en el senado no es pecado
Un pibe está en cana por viajar colado
A veces sufro si me dan lo peor
Seguro el ministro no toma "Blancaflor"

Qué lástima Argentina
Eras un bizcochuelo
Ahora sos gelatina

Nadie dice "esta boca es mía"
Pero me hacen denuncias por apología
Mientras tanto pasan factura
Son los paladines de la mano dura
A veces sufro si me dan lo peor
Seguro el ministro no toma "Blancaflor"

Qué lástima Argentina
Eras un bizcochuelo
Ahora sos gelatina
...

Lástima Argentina

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