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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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Chris Rea

The King Who Sold His Own

 

The King Who Sold His Own

(album: Blue Guitars - 2005)


One thousand stories, one thousand years
Each song it goes from hand to hand
They tell of kings, they sing of war
And the news of far off distant lands

They sing of how the blues came to be
Their own king sold them into slavery
The sad chords melt
Where the sadness came to be
When their own king sold them
Into slavery

One thousand stories, one thousand years
The truth of guilt and shame
But a king who sold his people out
To a world of whips and chains
The sound of pain the smell of fear
A treason born in hell
The king who sold his people out
It's a song they know so well

Cross the music, as you cross the sea
Cross your loved ones broken bones
Cos forever never to be free
Oh the king who sold his own
Oh the king who sold his own

done

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