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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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Jethro Tull

The Dog-Ear Years

 

The Dog-Ear Years

(album: J-Tull Dot Com - 1999)


Rusted and ropy.
Dog-eared old copy.
Vintage and classic,
or just plain jurassic...
all words to describe me.

Relaxed in the knowledge
that happily present
are all things to sustain me,
nurture and claim me;
roll back the mileage.

You have settled beside me.
To the far and the wide of me.
A matter of choosing,
of finding and losing
on the rough ride with me.

Take whisky with water,
kick stones down the gutter.
Think back to long days with
stale breath recycled in my face.
Rattling through airways
plastic on cold trays.
Watching through windows,
deep landscapes below
another time and space.

There must come some time
to walk through the night line.
Hands tight... heads high.
These are the dog-ear years.
Don't turn back. Don't linger.
For God's sake keep moving.
Primitive shadows sidle beside.

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?