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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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Elvenking

A Dreadful Strain

 

A Dreadful Strain

(album: Heathenreel - 2001)


Under the moon, spring time still to come
"If I keep questing, I may find some settling!"
Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of wood
Look around at the frightened faces

One man speaks, loud and loud he cries
"All those strange fellows must go away to barrows!"
Then they all went for a riot indeed
Torch in hand and angry glances

Here is Jenny Greenteeth, twelve miles from the nearest inn
The innkeeper speaks of filthy tricks, she's as old as trees!
Be aware as old as trees!

Nighttime never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk a dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden, through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, twiggy arms don't want your gold!

In the end, the circle's close at hand
Living more gently, let's have a glass of brandy
Never they saw their home's door open at night
Stars witness their silent traces

Here is Dana o'Shee, she's dwelling by to take revenge
Empty a jug of whitest milk over her head!
She'll pass away over her head!

Nighttime never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk a dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden, through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, fear is sold at half price!
...

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