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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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Ro James

Wynter Gordon

 

Wynter Gordon

(album: Cadillacs - 2013)


Ears are over the crowd
Arms are raised in the air and bodies are sweat
The son of a minister, he's learned the ways of his father
Leading us all to believe

And know they know little of the German army brat
The crowd feels that they travelled the journey with him
And ended the journey here in New York City
With this perfect moment

Sitting on a stool near the edge of the stage his eyes meet the crowd
And he takes them on one more ride
About the tale of a woman who's beauty he compares to that of the
Because the gift of fantasy

While the men take notes of all the right things to say
And all the right ways to say them
There are fewer minutes left than before
And the crowd seems a bit anxious

For what they know will be his last song
He stands, takes another swig
And begins his hit, pleads allegiance
A song that in this moment

Seems more directed at his adoring fans
That hat of his muse
The seconds seem to speed up
And we meet him at the final of the song

There are depths in his voice that echo pain
Tough his stature implies resilience
He leaves the stage calmly and alone
But we are with him

We've joined the movement and we're along for the ride
His songs will lead us to our own realization and revelations
Like all the classics before them
Cadillac

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