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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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Loudon Wainwright III

Where The Whippoorwill Is Whispering Goodnight

 

Where The Whippoorwill Is Whispering Goodnight

(album: High Wide & Handsome: The Charlie Poole Project - 2009)


When the sun sets far away beyond the mountains
And the silvery moon is peeping through the trees
Shadows gently gather round the old plantation
While the bells are chiming softly on the breeze
Then in dreams I wandered back to home and mother
Where daisies turn the meadow green to white
And the mockingbirds will greet me in the morning
And at eve the whippoorwill bids me goodnight

Where she's sleeping now the whippoorwill is calling
O'er her grave the flowers are blooming fair and bright
Pearly dewdrops on the ivy leaves are falling
Where the whippoorwill is whispering goodnight

Round that door the same old ivy vine is clinging
Now sweet daisies in the meadow are in bloom
In the treetops I can hear those night-birds singing
But the old homestead is wrapped in silent gloom
By the fireside one familiar face is missing
That tender smile no longer greets my sight
In that quaint old-fashioned home tonight I'm listening
Where the whippoorwill is whispering goodnight

Where she's sleeping now the whippoorwill is calling
O'er her grave the flowers are blooming fair and bright
Pearly dewdrops on the ivy leaves are falling
Where the whippoorwill is whispering goodnight

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