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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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Janis Ian

Song Of The Snowbird

 

Song Of The Snowbird

(album: Who Really Cares - 1969)


Highway's made of silver
And the night is made of gold
The watchman at the tower
Won't do what he's been told

Better hide your latent purity
It'll get you nowhere slow
Hold tight to your security
The robber's getting slow

I ride on a freighter
I ride on a freighter
I ride on a freighter, mama
So let the breeze blow
Past the shadow
Of my window

Tell my mama I forgive her
For all she thought she'd done
'Cause it was me, and I would rather
Say you're the last of the ones
To be staying here past winter
When all the people came to see
The snowbird by my window

It was love
It was...
My ride on a snowbird
My ride on a snowbird, mama
My ride on a snowbird
So let the breeze blow
Past the window

By my highways made of silver
And the band is made of gold
The watchman at the tower
He'll do what he is told

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