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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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Mount Eerie

2 Blonde Braids

 

2 Blonde Braids

(album: Seven New Songs Of Mount Eerie - 2004)


From your head grew two braids
Gold and long
Golden long hair, golden long hair
One braid on one side of your face hung
Cabled and calm
It seemed to say, as it swayed
That it hung there hoping to charm me
(Or somebody)
"Can you imagine me in your bed at dawn?"
Said your long hair, said your long hair
"Or kids with my face, can you see them?
Tiny and blonde!"
The other braid on the other side of your face was lost
In the folds of your clothing, having stayed there this morning
When you got up and put your clothes on
It seemed to say as it lay down your shoulder blade
"Leave me alone! Can't you let me be tucked in then go?
Why do you gawk there with the prying long stare?
I know you think I could make you happy
If you could just stroke golden long hair
But you're wrong there!"
So your two blonde braids sang me this song and, in between them, your
Face sang along, saying:
"Calm yourself down, Phil, be calm
You'll find that the beautiful long braids that you fawn over aching to
Own
Do in fact sway for you, though not you alone
There is also that gold in your palm, on your shoulder, and everywhere
Where it belongs
So don't try to say 'Spring is my own private dawn!'
Because us braids and cute faces make moms
And more laughing and licking and kids and their mouths
All living their lives in the throng"

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