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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

Sweet Sunday

 

Sweet Sunday

(album: Blue Guitars - 2005)


We get up early in the morning
Work our skin down to the bone
But whenever I hear that singing
I know that one day I'll get home
Oh the rhythm that I'm feeling
Seems to say something good to me
Oh on Monday, through the weekday
But then Sunday sets us free

Oh Sunday, sweet Sunday
When I lay my body down
Oh Sunday,my only one day
With a new love that I found
Sit by the water and watch the big tree
In the cool breeze gently sway
Til the day that we get free,well
We'll always love
Our sweet Sunday

Sweet Sunday

I go to church with my mother
I see the girl that I would love
Maybe one day she'll turn and smile at me
This is what I ask the Lord above
Oh when a singing
When it's over maybe I'll take her
Back to her home
Talk and laugh 'til night comes calling
Then I'll go back on my own

Sweet Sunday

I got no money to buy her new shoes
But Lord please listen what I say
Help me through this 'til I'm a free man
And get sweet Sunday every day

Sweet Sunday, sweet Sunday

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