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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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Antonio Aguilar

El Revolucionario

 

El Revolucionario

(album: Antonio Aguilar Con Mariachi - 1972)


Soy soldado revolucionario
Soy de aquellos de caballería
Y si muere mi cuaco en campañas
Pos me sigo entre la infantería

Con mis cuatro cananas terciadas
Bien repletas de balas sedientas
Cuando estamos en pleno combate
Le doy gusto a mi buen treinta-treinta

Si me toca morir en las filas
Pos pa' que he de fijarme en la vida
Mis haberes yo siempre los gasto
Con mi chata las más mis consentidas

¡Ay, chapita! si ves que me matan
te sigues en los cocolazos
No más no hagas mi tumba muy honda
Pa' que siga oyendo balazos

Ya se empieza escuchar la metralla
Ya el clarín toca fuego graneado
Pero hoy o nunca, muchachos adentro
Ya verán como pelea un dorado

Ya con esta me estoy despidiendo
Ya me voy de revolucionario
Si Dios quiere que vuelva, pos vuelvo
Si no, rezan por un novenario

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