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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

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Indigo Girls

Findlay, Ohio 1968

 

Findlay, Ohio 1968

(album: One Lost Day - 2015)


Findlay Ohio, 1968, poking hot tar bubbles
With a stick on the driveway
Grammy's a Republican, Nixon is her man
In 2 years time, Ohio will be up in flames

I like the smell of the trash and leaves
Burning in the cans
Roger is the boy next door he's a wanderer, he starts
With his hands…

Cathy's the outcast we're nice but we steer clear
Everyone says watch out for her mom
The word is she's crazy she's always drinking beer
Cathy's dad never came back from Vietnam

I like the smell of the trash and leaves burning in the cans
Roger is the boy next door he's a wanderer
He starts by holding my hand

Scared, curious, raised up nice, but furious
What happens to a fence-scaling girl
If you catch your pants on top, first you're stuck and then you drop
You'll look back and first you feel the thrill
And then…

I wasn't into poetry, but Sexton changed all that
“The awful Rowing” past in tow and sinking slowly
Listless and listing the things that I leave behind,
So unkind, the pull of history

We drove in a station wagon, wheels soft slapping
Trenton on the turnpike
The smell of the refineries rushes back to me
And how I loved the lights

Scared but curious, raised up right but furious
What happens to a fence-scaling girl
If you catch your pants on top, first you're stuck and then you drop
You'll look back and first you'll feel the thrill

done

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