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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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Record Collector

(album: Catching A Tiger - 2010)


I'm tired of saying
That I won't get lost ever again
Who knows, maybe I will
And everywhere I go there I'll be
With a rust old rake in a pile of leaves
Oh my, truly daunting

But my blue eyes cannot see
That their real hue's probably green
I should keep records of these things
And I'll know what yesterdays bring

I, I'm not really sure
But I'm starting to think that I've been here before
Who knows, maybe I have
And everywhere I went there I was
With a choir of bees they were all a buzz
Oh my, how amusing!

But my blue eyes cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I should keep records of these things
And I'll know what yesterdays bring

But one time, there was this one time
When I swore God, she spoke to me
And she told me, oh yes she told me
Of all the wonder that she could bring
And I said, "Won't you, won't you fill me up with it
Why don't you fill me up with it
Won't you fill me

Won't you, won't you fill me up with it
Why don't you fill me up with it
Why don't you fill m

Won't you, won't you fill me up with it
Why don't you fill me up with it
Why don't you fill me!

But my blue eyes cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I will keep records of these things
And I'll know what yesterdays bring

I am always there with me
And I know what yesterdays bring

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