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¡Felicidades! ¡Soy Lirkit!

¡Probé muchas formas de memorizar palabras en inglés y encontré la más efectiva para mí!

Ya tenemos en la memoria todas las letras de las canciones que hemos escuchado a lo largo de nuestra vida. Simplemente no les prestamos atención, ¡pero todos ya los escuchamos!

Me di cuenta de que cuando aprendes una nueva palabra de una canción que ya has escuchado antes, ¡ya sabes la traducción de esa palabra para siempre y nunca la olvidarás!

Quiero compartir este método contigo. Entonces, el esquema es el siguiente.

Encontramos canciones que ya hemos escuchado.

Agregamos todas las palabras desconocidas de ellos.

Pasamos mini pruebas de juegos de memoria. hecho

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Tom Paxton

Good King Buzz

 

Good King Buzz

(álbum: Saturday Night - 1976)


When the Good King Buzz was buzzing, I was halfway down the street
Heard the sound of music and the sound of dancing feet
Like a second-hand calliope just slightly out of key
They all raised their voices in a harmony

When the Good King High was rising, I was trying to crack on down
Someone started playing piano and he was tossing the chords around
And then the washboard started banging with a heck of a one, two, three
And they raised their voices in a harmony

They sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh, I was knocking on every door
I was running from floor to floor
They were somewhere close at hand
They were 'bout to be my favorite band

When the Good King Miles was mellow, I was back down on the street
Halfway to my bus stop, admitting my defeat
When they yelled down from my window, and they were yelling down to me
And we raised our voices in a harmony

We sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh, I was knocking on every door
I was running from floor to floor
They were somewhere close at hand
They were 'bout to be my favorite band

When the Good King Miles was mellow, I was back down on the street
Halfway to my bus stop, admitting my defeat
When they yelled down from my window, and they were yelling down to me
And we raised our voices in a harmony

We sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
We sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...

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