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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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Kris Kristofferson

Fighter

 

Fighter

(album: Easter Island - 1978)


I seen an old fighter, tired and in trouble
Who just couldn't take anymore
Something inside him kept fighting to finish
With only his feet on the floor-yeah
Lord, I know that it's worth any price you could pay
To see truth in whatever disguise
But I'd payed double for one look of pleasure
A piece of relief in his eyes.

Ain't that clown, laughing like crazy
Ain't his eyes empty and deep
Don't he sound sad as a baby
When she cries out in her sleep

We measured the space between Waylon and Willie
And Willie and Waylon and me
But there wasn't nothing like Billy Jo Shaver
What Billy Jo Shaver should be-no
When he showed up sick later all bit by a spider
And crazy to look in the eye
He put on a show that was sad as it should of been
And nobody even knew why

Ain't that clown laughing like crazy
Ain't his eyes empty and deep
Don't he sound sad as a baby
When she cries out in her sleep

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