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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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Michael Franks

In The Eye Of The Storm

 

In The Eye Of The Storm

(album: Sleeping Gypsy - 1977)


You kill me with kindness
You call me "Your Highness"
But when I get blue
I can never find you
The circle keeps turning
The sky is still burning
I hear from my ex
On the back of my checks

But hold me awhile
And I'll hang up my guns, mama
I know I've been flying
Too near the sun
We'll move to the mountains
And make love to keep warm, mama
Like two little birds
In the eye of the storm

This cloverleaf madness
Just fills me with sadness
We glide on these streams
Just postponing our dreams
The love that's inside us
How come it divides us?
It just ain't like Cole Porter
It's just all too short order

But hold me awhile
And I'll hang up my guns, mama
I know I've been flying
Too near the sun
We'll move to the mountains
And make love to keep warm, mama
Like two little birds
In the eye of the storm

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