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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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Zara Larsson

Secret

 

Secret

(album: 1 - 2014)


Messy hair, wide eyes
Bored her self, symbolized
Yeah she's a cocktail waitress
The work then holds, thats all she knows

She lives alo-o-one
Turns off her phone
She locks her door
Draw the curtains, leave it all behind

A riddle you can read it
She keeps it close, keeps it locked locked up
She's living through a secret
The only thing
That makes her feel...

Alive
Alive, alive
Alive
Alive, alive

Back to work next day
Brings the check, getting paid
Well she's a cocktail waitress
She grabs her coat and shutting doors
She's setting off
Turns of her phone
Forgetting all
The only thing
That makes her feel...

Alive
Alive, alive
Alive
Alive, alive

She's walking over creaky floors
She hears the city pounding at the door
She's never gonna let them know
About the only thing
(that makes her feel)

Alive
Alive, alive
Alive
Alive, alive
Alive
Alive, alive
Alive
Alive, alive

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?