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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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Bob Seger

This Old House

 

This Old House

(album: Brand New Morning - 1971)


This old house once filled with joy.
With its beauty so entrancing,
Every little girl and boy.
Now its halls are filled with darkness.
Its rooms are dusty, cold.
This old house is growing so old.

Take a walk into the ballroom,
Now it hardly looks the same.
Now its chandelier is shattered,
Only stillness here remains.
Long ago there was the laughter
Through the stories that were told.
This old house has grown so old.

Carefull of the stairs,
Don't sit on the broken chair.
Peole passing by
Used to pause out in the square.
Now they go on by,
No one even stops to stare.
It's so all alone,
No one cares.

They'll tear down this house come morning,
Build a new one in its place.
Put an end to all its glory,
Put an end to all its grace.
And the sun will set when evening comes,
Stars will fill the sky
And stars will fill the sky.

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