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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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Don McLean

1967

 

1967

(album: Headroom - 1990)


In Nineteen Sixty Seven the draft caught up with me
Me and my pal Joe went off to war
We might find hero's heaven, but we'd keep the country free
We would surely win just like before
Roy Rogers he was on his horse, and Buck Jones drew his gun
We would surely win of course when the battle was all done

Nineteen Sixty Seven I came back alone
They brought Joe back in plastic on the plane
Nineteen Sixty Seven seems so long ago
But I can't forget my friend or ease my pain
His family may forget him, his children may regret him
His wife may find another and go on
His picture may grow faded and the world he knew gone jaded
But as long as I shall live I surely know
I never will forget my buddy Joe

In Nineteen Sixty Seven, the war was raging on
Our country was divided and reborn
Though I was back at home, I had never left Saigon
'Cause all I got was ridicule and scorn
This was no place for hero's now, they all seemed to resent me
They said

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