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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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Joan Baez

Marie Flore

 

Marie Flore


Marie, Marie Flore was a small girl of ten
Whom I met in the south end of France.
Stepping out of the crowd was the daughter
Of someone with flowers for me, we were friends at a glance.
She spoke no English but sat by my side in the car
And pointed out places en route to the village of Arles.

Marie, Marie Flore came to table that night
As I dined in an ancient hotel.
The room was all fitted with things from the seventeenth century
And they suited her well.
She would eat nothing but sat in her chair like a queen
And laughed at my French but seemed always to know what I'd mean.

Marie, Marie Flore came to hear me that night
When I sang for the people of Arles.
She stood back in the shadows of a ruined arena,
Her frame in my mind was never too far.
In the rush that did follow I found she was holding my hand
And ushering me through an evening the elders had planned.

Marie, Marie Flore, I will always remember
Your eyes, your smile and your grace.
The gold that flowed with your laughter remains
To enlighten the image I have of your face.
For I have seen children with faces much wiser than time,
And you, my Marie, are most certainly one of this kind.

Marie, Marie Flore, all the odds say I see you again
By plan or by chance.
But if not you'll be there when I'm dreaming of rain over Paris
Or sun on the south end of France.
Marie, Marie, Marie Flore.

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