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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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The Cats

Sunday Mornings

 

Sunday Mornings

(album: Homerun - 1976)


Every Sunday morning she was passing by same time
On her way to church as I remember
Always wearing a worn out rain coat
Its colour looking kind of grey
Looking kind of grave

But to me it looked fine in every way
Every day then I spent dreaming about her
And a week seemed so much longer at the time
Lord, she gave me such a brand new feeling

Burning deep inside
It made me wanna reach up in the sky
She was my, oh my, my lady
My, my Sunday morning lady

Her memory once will grow vague in my mind
But never she will quite vanish out of my
Out of my life

Many years have gone by
Many songs of love I've sung
Many of them now seem long forgotten
But there's always a few left of 'em
That we do remember well

How I love them old songs to hear again
Every day then I spend dreaming about her
And a week seemed so much longer at the time
Lord, she gave me such a brand new feeling

Burning deep inside
It made me wanna reach up in the sky
She was my, oh my, my lady
My, my Sunday morning lady

Her memory once will grow vague in my mind
But never she will quite vanish out of my
Out of my life
Out of my life

Out of my life

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