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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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Brian Eno

China My China

 

China My China

(album: Taking Tiger Mountain - 1974)


In the haze of the morning, China sits on eternity
And the opium farmers sell dreams to obscure fraternities
On the horizon the curtains are closing

Down in the orchard the aunties and uncles play their games
Like it seems they always have done
In the blue distance the vertical offices bear their names
Like it seems they always have done
Clocks ticking slowly, dividing the day up

These poor girls are such fun,
They know what God gave them their fingers for
To make percussion over solos

China my China, I've wandered around and you're still here,
Which I guess you should be proud of
Your walls have enclosed you, have kept you at home for thousands of years,
But there's something I should tell you
All the young boys are dressing like sailors

I remember a man who jumped out from a window over the bay
There was hardly a raised eyebrow
The coroner told me 'This kind of thing happens every day'
You see, from a pagoda, the world is so tidy.

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