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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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Slowly Slowly

Chamomile

 

Chamomile

(album: Chamomile - 2016)


You had it coming
Something for nothing
Shaky hands cup the water and chamomile leaves
You labeled the jars wrong
Complacent songs, sour tongues sing along

Dust the skirting boards, sweep the vinyl floors
Soak it up in a garden of chamomile my love
You've been working at your smile
It's cold and mild
It ain't worthwhile

Struck by light, cold harsh and white
Seen from space in a garden of chamomile flowers
I'll slip through the hole in your chest
Watch your steps
Wasps in a nest

Shoulders chipping
Call the cops in your head
They can shakedown, scare the thoughts out again
When your husband comes home, he will turn in your bed
I heard the drawers on the floor
And the downstairs door, we're done for

Rip the leaves off the trees
Made to keep sounds in the homes full of holes
See the pink smoke out chimneys from the gingerbread cities
Where the invites fall flat
Eyes glued to windows and ears stuck to speakers
Just to stay intact
Well bad luck for black cats

Static shocks on the locks
I'll keep you captive in cups of hot chamomile my love
Speak between sips, speak so soft
Your love is lost
But you're not

done

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