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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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John Hartford

Crystallia Daydream

 

Crystallia Daydream

(album: Housing Project - 1968)


Words have cut my flesh
And the lash upon my brain is now forgotten
And the lead that hardens in my system melts
And sweet emotion turns to gold

All the things now past are strangely worth it
My yesterdays are buried deep and cold
There's nothing now worth learning
And there's nothing I can look to I can think of

And there's nothing said or written
Or recorded or remembered I should know
Except the music of your pale voice singing
It loosens up the muscles of my soul

Right now I'd give the world that hangs around me like a circus
To know I'd never rise or walk or stand
This could last forever and a weekend
And I'd die of happiness beneath your hand

Sun is smiling out on miles of emptiness in all directions
The light caress of yellow hair
I'm flat upon my belly in the sand
And my skin is marching off an endless drumbeat
As you trace it's empty canyons with your hand

The hours go flashing by like the blinking of an eyelid
And the insults and the sorrow of the day before
Dead and gone for good
And tomorrow is a promise somehow pending
When everything unsaid is understood

Right now I'd give the world that hangs around me like a circus
To know I'd never rise or walk or stand
This could last forever and a weekend
And I'd die of happiness beneath your hand

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