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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.

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The Bronx

Matador

 

Matador

(album: Mariachi El Bronx - 2009)


In his prime he took his time
His suit of lights worn proudly
But that was then, and this is now
His body moves so sadly

The thought of running never crossed his mind
He fears the death of any other kind

Now the devil takes his horns out
And the shadows in the crowd shout
"He was born to bleed"

The heroes pride stretches far and wide
As if the earth was empty
His holy ghost carries coast to coast
As if his body's buried

The thought of running never crossed his mind
He fears the death of any other kind

Now the devil takes his horns out
And the shadows in the crowd shout
Stare into his eyes
Can the matador survive?
"He was born to bleed"

The thought of running never crossed his mind
He fears the death of any other kind
Only a coward quits while he's ahead
Only a matador would take a stand

Now the devil takes his horns out
And the shadows in the crowd shout
Stare into his eyes
Can the matador survive?

He was born to bleed

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