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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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Miguel Bose

Hey Max

 

Hey Max

(album: Velvetina - 2005)


No hay perfume que pueda pervertir el olor de su alma, ni así envasado en un millón de frascos diferentes. Mi abuela decía que las almas no entienden de envases. Que se dan o no a las personas. Con eso quiso decir que hay personas y nopersonas. Éstas se alimentan de poder, y de almas de personas muertas. Les rompen sus envases para nunca llegar a hacerse ni con su perfume, ni con su alma, ya que en ese mismísimo instante, las dos van y se evaporan juntas. Mi abuela decía que las nopersonas hacen eso y cosas peores. Son retromutantes.

Hey Max
Pobre Max
Viene Sam
Viene Sam
Corre aprisa huye Max
Vamos ¿qué esperas?

Max
Latin black
Indian
Emigrant you Max
Vete ya Asianarab homo Max
Largo vete ya

Bang
Sólo un bang
Basta
Sólo un bang
Y ya está
Nada más que un bang
Vamos ya... qué esperas...

Bang
Sólo un bang basta
Que viene Sam
Vete ya Asianarab homo Max
Latin black bang bang

You can be a souvenir
You can be a perfect idiot
Not in here, at home...
You could be there at so many miles
But you're here the best land where to be
A humble patriot...

Hey Max
¿Quién es Max?
Viene Sam
Viene Sam
Corre aprisa huye Max
¡Vamos a qué esperas!

Max
Latin black
Indian
Emigrant Max
Vete ya Asian homo Max
Largo vete ya

Max
Él es Max
Yo soy Max
y ella Max
Todos Max
Nosotros, vosotros Max
Ellos y ellas Max

You can be a souvenir
You can be a perfect idiot
Not in here, at home...
You could be there at so many miles
But you're here the best land where to be
A humble patriot...

Max... Max corre Max...

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