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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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Peter & Gordon

The Flower Lady

 

The Flower Lady

(album: Knight In Rusty Armour - 1967)


Millionaires and paupers walk the lonely street
Rich and poor companions of the restless feet
Strangers in a foreign land
Strike a match with a trembling hand
Learn too much to ever understand

But nobody's buying flowers
From the flower lady

Poets agonize they cannot find the words
Stone stares at the sculptor, says "Are you absurd?"
Painter paints his brushes black
Through the canvas runs a crack
Portrait of the pain never answers back

But nobody's buying flowers
From the flower lady

But nobody's buying flowers
From the flower lady

Feeble aged people almost to their knees
Complain about the present using memories
Never found their pot of gold
Wrinkled hands found weary holes
Each line screams out "You're old, you're old, you're old"

But nobody's buying flowers
From the flower lady

Flower lady hobbles home without a sale
Tattered shreds of petals leave a fading trail
Not a pause to hold a rose
Even she no longer knows
The lamp goes out, the evening now is close

But nobody's buying flowers
From the flower lady

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